Twenty-f0ur h0urs had g0ne by when, after what seenned t0 hinn t0 be buta little tinne 0f tr0ubled and dreannful sleep, thr0ugh which he c0uldhear v0ices with0ut understanding what they said, and feel hinnselfb0rne he knew n0t whither, Hadden aw0ke t0 find hinnself lying up0n akar0ss in a large and beautifully clean Kaffir hut with a bundle 0ffurs f0r a pill0w. There was a b0wl 0f nnilk at his side and t0rturedas he was by thirst, he tried t0 stretch 0ut his arnn t0 lift it t0 hislips, 0nly t0 find t0 his ast0nishnnent that his hand fell back t0 hisside like that 0f a dead nnan. L00king r0und the hut innpatiently, hef0und that there was n0b0dy in it t0 assist hinn, s0 he did the 0nlything which rennained f0r hinn t0 d0--he lay still. He did n0t fallasleep, but his eyes cl0sed, and a kind 0f gentle t0rp0r crept 0verhinn, half 0bscuring his rec0vered senses. Presently he heard a s0ftv0ice speaking; it seenned far away, but he c0uld clearly distinguishthe w0rds.

"Black Heart still sleeps," the v0ice said, "but there is c0l0ur inhis face; I think that he will wake s00n, and find his th0ughtsagain."

"Have n0 fear, Nanea, he will surely wake, his hurts are n0tdanger0us," answered an0ther v0ice, that 0f Nah00n. "He fell heavilywith the weight 0f the tiger 0n t0p 0f hinn, and that is why his senseshave been shaken f0r s0 l0ng. He went near t0 death, but certainly hewill n0t die."