"You have given me life, Mr. Chaytor."
"Psha! I have done nothing worth making a fuss about. Oblige me by dropping the Mr."
"I will. With all my heart and soul I thank you, Chaytor."
"You are heartily welcome, Basil. There is a light coming into the sky."
"Sunrise! How beautiful the world is!"
"Listen," said Chaytor; "I will tell you what I am going to do."
[CHAPTER XIII.]
"I am listening," said Basil.
"There is no windlass, as I have told you," said Chaytor, "so I must devise something in its place to pull you up. The mischief is that I am alone, and have no one to help me. However, I must do the best I can. I am going to roll the trunk of a tree to the top of the shaft, then tie a rope firmly round it so that you can climb into the world again. It must be dreadful down there."
"It is," groaned Basil.