"I haven't been asleep."
"Honor bright, Grant, haven't you?" asked his companion, good naturedly.
"No, I haven't."
"Where were you when the grand rounds were made?"
"I was close by."
"Of course you were, or you would have been missed," added his neighbor, as he turned on his heel and made off.
Richard thought he was very easily satisfied, and he wondered if he wasn't a member of the secret band of Regulators. Our sentinel marched to the other end of his beat. His neighbor on this side had missed him, but he was as easily satisfied as the other had been, and Richard wondered whether he was not a Regulator.
While he was musing upon the extraordinary events of the night, the relief came round, and he was marched to the guard tent, where, for four hours, he had an opportunity to dream of the Regulators, and their secret management of the affairs of the Tunbrook Institute.
CHAPTER XVI.