CHAPTER XXIX
BOB
When Bob was fettered beyond his power to make any resistance he relapsed into a sullen silence, which troubled Jet more than reproaches or threats would have done.
He had expected to be overwhelmed with curses, and fancied the man would rave and struggle uselessly until he was completely worn out; but such was not the fact.
It was much as if Bob had suddenly conceived the idea of reserving his strength until the time should come when he could use it with effect.
He lay silent and motionless on the ground, and when Jet had prepared a gag he was even so complaisant as to open his mouth to receive it.
"S'posen we let up on his legs a little so's he can walk down to the shore," Jim suggested. "He's goin' to make a big load if we try to carry him."
This seemed to be a very good idea, and Jet acted upon it at once, saying to the prisoner:
"If you'll come along quietly we'll treat you the best we can under the circumstances."