Jack felt that action was the best safeguard against the horrible, paralysing sensation, and softly passing his hand along till he could touch Ned’s face, he tapped his cheek sharply.
“Don’t!”
He tapped again.
“I’m awake, I tell you. Guv’nors’ call?”
“Ned!—Ned!”
“Eh? yes!—all right. That you, Mr Jack?”
“Yes. Hush!” whispered the lad. “Don’t move; don’t raise a hand. Listen. Are you quite awake?”
“Yes, sir. What’s the matter?”
“We’re in danger, Ned.”
“Yes, sir, I knew that before I shut my eyes; but it was no use to holloa about it. What is it now?”