"It is evident we shan't get out very soon," Enoch said after a pause. "I propose that we try to get some sleep. I was awake nearly all last night, and have had a hard day's work. We won't gain anything by tearing around just now, and a night's rest may put us in better shape for thinking."
"It doesn't seem as if there was anything else to do," Seth replied, and immediately laid down on the bed by the side of Jacob, Enoch following his example.
Despite the gravity of their situation, all three of the boys were soon wrapped in the unconsciousness of slumber, nor did they awaken until the closing of the door brought them to a sitting posture very suddenly.
"Some one has been in here!" Jacob exclaimed as he leaped to his feet, and seized the latch.
The door was fastened as securely as before.
The darkness was profound, and for some moments the boys were at a loss to understand it until Enoch said with a mirthless laugh:
"The candle has burned up, that's all. We should have blown it out before we went to sleep."
"How much good would that have done us?" Seth asked grimly. "We have got neither flint nor steel with which to light it again."
"I thought last night that we were about as bad off as possible; but this being forced to remain in darkness seems to make matters worse."
Groping around to learn the reason for the visit, Enoch ascertained that a supply of food and water had been left on the table, and he said, as he mentioned this fact to his comrades: