I did not close my eyes last night, from the pain of my wounds, but I think I might manage to drop off now." The motion of the vessel aided the effect of the bodily weakness that Francis was feeling, and in spite of the pain of his wounds he soon went off into a sound sleep.

Once or twice he woke, but hearing no voices or movement, he supposed his companions were all asleep, and again went off, until a stream of light coming in from the opening of the hatchway thoroughly roused him.

Matteo, who was lying by his side, also woke and stretched himself, and there was a general movement among the ten young men who were their comrades in misfortune.
"Here is your breakfast," a voice from above the hatchway said, and a basket containing bread and a bucket of water was lowered by ropes.
"Breakfast!" Matteo said.

"Why, it is not two hours since we breakfasted last." "I suspect it is twenty-two, Matteo.

We have had a very long sleep, and I feel all the better of it.