Dick lay at right angles to me, his feet nearly touching mine.

He began snoring heavily almost immediately, and just when I was going to give him a kick, and tell him not to make such a row, I felt him give me a good sharp shove with the heel of his boot, by which I understood that he was awake, and meant to keep awake, as he did not approve of the strangers.
I was anxious about our horses, yet in a short time I could keep awake no longer.

I slept, and when I next woke, I heard voices whispering eagerly together.

I silently turned, so that I could see whence the voices came, and perceived the hut-keeper sitting up in bed, in close confabulation with the stranger.
"Those two rascals are plotting some villany," I said to myself; "somebody will be minus a horse shortly, I expect." And then I fell asleep again; and when I awoke it was broad day.
I found the young man was gone, and, what pleased me better still, had not taken either of our horses with him.

So, when we had taken some breakfast, we started, and I left the kind little old man something to remember me by.
We had not ridden a hundred yards, before I turned to Dick and said,-- "Now mind; I don't want you to tell me anything you don't like, but pray relieve my mind on one point.