It is quite true that Mr. Fogo dropped asleep. He slept, moreover, for a considerable time, and awoke to find Caleb seated beside the bed.
"Where is Tam—Miss Dearlove?" he asked.
"There ain't no Dearlove, as I knaws by, called Tammis. The males was chris'n'd Peter an' Paul, the female Thomasina: an' they'm gone."
"Gone?"
"Gone, an' left we like Hocken's duck, wi'out mate or fellow."
"How long?"
"Matter o' five hour'."
There was a long silence.
"Caleb!"
"Aye, aye, sir."