“Shock!” I said, “do you hear that noise?”
No answer, and I understood now that in spite of our perilous position he had fallen fast asleep.
Chapter Twenty Nine.
Finding a Treasure.
“Can’t be time to get up yet,” I thought, and I turned over on my soft bed. It was too dark, and I was dozing off again when a loud snorting gasp made me start and throw off the clothes that lay so heavy on me.
Then I stopped short, trembling and puzzled. Where was I? It was very dark. That was not clothes, but something that slipped and trickled through my fingers as I grasped at it. My legs felt heavy and numbed, and this darkness was so strange that I couldn’t make it out.
Was I asleep still? I must have been to sleep—heavily asleep, but I was awake now, and—what did it mean?
A curious feeling of horror was upon me, and I lay perfectly still. I could not stir for some minutes, and then it all came like a flash, and I knew that I must have lain listening for some time to Shock breathing heavily, and then insensibly have fallen asleep, and for how long?