I hardly, dared to take a step, for I knew these underground cells were honeycombed with death-traps.

I could not grope about me with my hands, for they were tied, and I knew not what pitfall my feet might find.
How long I stood without moving I did not know; it might have been an hour or a day for all I could tell.

I was almost stupefied by this misfortune into which I had led Max.

I do not remember having thought at all of my own predicament.

I cannot say that I suffered; I was benumbed.
I remember wondering about Max and speculating vaguely on his fate, but for a time the thought did not move me.