“It’s rather bad,” he said, excitedly; “but—I can manage now. Jump up and come along.”
Aleck remained silent.
“Do you hear?” cried the middy.
“Yes. It’s time now that we had something more to eat,” said the lad, quietly.
“Eat? Eat? Who’s going to think of eating now? I want to get out and breathe the cool, soft air. I feel just as if I were coming to life after having been buried. Here, pick up the lanthorn and let’s start.”
“If Eben Megg does not come back by the morning,” said Aleck, coldly.
“What! Do you mean to tell me that you are going to stay here all night when the way’s open?”
“The way is not open,” said Aleck, coldly.
“Not open? You told me there was no door or fastening at all.”
“There is neither, but it’s shut up by the promise I gave that man.”