Just now, what I wish most of all is sleep." "I wish it too, Lennox." But Robert did not sleep well, his nerves being attuned more highly than he had realized.

Some of the talk that had passed between Willet and Hardy related obviously to himself, and in the quiet of the room it came back to him.

He had not slept more than an hour when he awoke, and, being unable to go to sleep again, sat up in bed.

Tayoga was deep in slumber, and Robert finally left the bed and went to the window, the shutter of which was not closed.

It was a curious, round window, like a huge porthole, but the glass was clear and he had a good view of the street.