“Mebby you will. Who knows?”
“Can’t you tell me what you are intending to do with me?”
“You’ll find that out soon enough. What’s the matter with that cough of yours?”
“Nothing so far as I know. I thought it was working pretty well,” Jack grinned.
“Well, I wish you’d put a muffler on it. I sleep very lightly and the slightest sound disturbs me.”
“That’s too bad. Sorry I woke you up.”
“I’ll bet you are,” the man sneered as he blew out the candle and went back to his bunk.
For some time Jack could hear him moving about as if he were restless and could not get to sleep. He in a cold sweat for fear Bob would begin operations again while he was still awake and thus be discovered. He coughed two or three times hoping that Bob would hear and understand. But after what seemed a long time the man quieted down and soon after he could hear Bob at work.
Bob must have had his work nearly completed when the little man woke up for very soon Jack heard the bolt pushed back and a moment later the hinges of the door creaked slightly as it was pulled open.
“S-s—h,” he whispered fearful lest the slight noise would arouse the light sleeper.