"And mine."
"And mine."
Shadow sighed.
Not one word concerning that of which he wished to hear had been uttered.
He had waited expectantly—had hoped until the very last boastful tale had been told, but had hoped in vain.
And now the sigh that he gave utterance to was filled with disappointment.
His head sadly drooped, and he felt as if he hardly cared whether his presence was discovered or not. Repeated disappointments had taken away his courage for the time being.
It was now very late.
Morning was not so very far distant, and the villainous party broke up and left the place, to separate and depart for their various places of abode.
At last an intense silence rested over the place, and except the sentinel at the door and Cap in a distant corner, in a partitioned-off room, Shadow was alone in the big place.