With their bodily needs taken care of, Tom and Ned were free to wonder and speculate on what had happened, what it all meant and what the future held.
"But it's all pretty much guess work," said Ned, when they were talking it over.
"That's right," agreed Tom. "However, let's get some rest."
The bunks were comfortable, and in spite of their worry and anxiety they soon fell asleep.
The sun was shining in their barred window when they awoke. They had no sooner opened their eyes than the door was unlocked and a strange man came in with a tray of breakfast. The coffee smelled most appetizing.
During the night Tom had had an idea. He determined to try to find out something he much wanted to know. So, when the guard had set the tray down and was going out, Tom suddenly shot at him:
"Tell Basil Cunningham I want to see him at once!"
"Wha—what's that?" stammered the guard, obviously taken by surprise.
"I said tell Basil Cunningham I want to see him at once!" snapped out Tom.
The man appeared positively terror-stricken and hurried out of the stone room.