Jack told his story, and in turn listened to his companions' adventures, and there were mutual congratulations upon their escape.
Never in all Jack's wanderings was there a happier occasion than this reunion.
CHAPTER LXXXVI.
THE GREEK GIRL'S FOREBODING—A BATTLE WITH THE TURKS.
Thyra slept little that night.
This could not be because she was unwearied in frame, for the toils, anxieties, and dangers of the day had been sufficient to exhaust far greater strength than hers.
It was not that she had not much cause now for anxiety of mind.
Jack was safe—that to her, was the first consideration, and all his friends, including herself, had been rescued by his cleverness from the more imminent perils that beset them.
But her soul was in a state of great agitation; dark, melancholy thoughts, which would not be chased away, continually oppressed it.
This interfered with the blissful visions, the roseate castles in the air which she was so prone to build, and of which Jack Harkaway ever formed the central figure.