The onlookers gasped with amazement, and a light dawned on their minds.
"He's asleep," whispered Dumford; "it was nobody but he who dug the ground before."
"By Jove!" was all that the astonished Bottlebury could say—so unlooked-for was the revelation.
Suddenly Caggles was seen to fall to the ground. The twine had twisted round his legs and thrown him.
Bottlebury was quickly at his side and assisted him to his feet.
"What's this?" said Caggles, in great bewilderment, the fall evidently having brought him to his waking senses.
"Come along in," said Bottlebury; "you'll catch rheumatics, or something."
Caggles looked, in a dazed way, first at the spade and then at his now grinning companions.
"Did I do it?" he asked.
"I suppose so," replied Bottlebury; "but what in the name of goodness made you? What were you digging for?"