I got a good many little presents, enough to keep me in decent clothes and decent food--if you can call the food you have up there decent--and to provide me with tobacco; so that, except that I was a prisoner, and for the thought of my wife and you, I had really nothing to grumble about, and was indeed better off than anyone in the fortress, except the officers.

So you see, I just existed, always making up my mind that some day I should see a good chance of making my escape, but not really making any preparations towards casting off my moorings.
"Now, Dick, it must be past twelve o'clock, and I am dog tired.

How far have we to ride tomorrow ?" "It is thirty-five miles from Oussoor to Kistnagherry, which will be far enough for us to go tomorrow, and then another five-and-twenty will take us down to Tripataly.

As the horses have gone about forty miles, it would be a long journey for them to go right through tomorrow." "I don't think I could do it, Dick, if they could.

I expect I shall be stiffer tomorrow than I am now.