When he awoke they were gone.

He started up in astonishment when he saw what had taken their place.

Obadiah had visited him while he slept.

The table was spread with a white cloth and upon it was his breakfast, a pot of coffee still steaming, and the whole of a cold baked fowl.

Near-by, upon a chair, was a basin of water, soap and a towel.
Nathaniel rolled from his bed with a healthy laugh of pleasure.