“I’m sorry fer ye, pard. I don’t see as we kin do anything better than to wait fer mornin’.”
“You are right!” cried Frank. “That is the best we can do.”
Both were much tired and gradually dropped into a light sleep.
This lasted for several hours and was of great benefit to them. Sleep is truly said to be a great restorer.
Frank felt better when he awoke.
It was lighter in the prison cell now and Frank knew that daylight had come.
He was secretly wondering what was to come next. Suddenly the door opened and a rough looking man came in.
“So ye’ve raised, eh?” he said with a gruff manner. “Wall, it’s about time.”
“Who are you?” asked Frank, curtly.
“Eh? Wall I’m the chap what watched at this door last night to see that ye didn’t get out.”