"For Heaven's sake--wake up!" He drew back as Nathaniel sleepily roused himself.
"I couldn't help it, Nat," he apologized, laughing nervously.

"You've lain there like a dead man for hours.

My head is splitting with this damned silence.

Come--smoke up! I got some tobacco from our jailer and he loaned me his pipe." Nathaniel jumped to his feet.

A fresh candle was burning on the table and in its light he saw that a startling change had come into Neil's face during the hours he had slept.