CHAPTER XXX.
DRIVEN TO DEATH.
The first step to freedom was a success, and consequently Jerry felt greatly elated. He hesitated a moment, slightly bewildered by several expedients that suggested themselves to his mind. Then he picked up the knife and crawled noiselessly back across the floor.
He safely reached his sleeping place, and threw himself down in his former attitude. He lay perfectly still for nearly five minutes. Then he was satisfied that Bogle and Sparwick were buried deep in slumber. He turned around and gave Hamp a gentle shake. The lad stirred and sleepily opened his eyes.
“Hamp, are you awake?” Jerry whispered, softly, in his ear.
“Yes; what’s up?” came the drowsy reply.
“Hush! don’t talk so loud. I’ll do the talking. Are you sure you’re wide awake and can understand me?”
“Of course I am,” whispered Hamp, a little impatiently.
Then he saw that Jerry’s arms were free.