CHAPTER I

TWO SLEPT, AND ONE WATCHED “At last!” muttered Mr. James Hamilton, opening his eyes and sitting upright on the floor. “Get up, you chaps! D’ye hear? Get up!” No one stirred. As a matter of fact, neither of the other two men was awake. With a final yawn the speaker stretched himself out and staggered to his feet. Then he threw himself upon a rude wooden bench, picked up the stump of a corn-cob pipe, which lay upon the ground, and smoked, with his elbows resting upon the empty window-frame, and his head stretched as …