CHAPTER 4McNab fell asleep for the second time shortly before it was due to become light. Jim had not then come into the tent, but he was there when McNab awoke about six. The big fellow lay on his back staring at the canvas overhead. Something in the very stillness of his attitude suggested that he was all keyed up; his eye turned slowly on McNab with a strong light in it. But he was giving nothing away. He made no comment on what had happened. He said nothing at all.
McNab went down to take a dip in a backwater around a shoulder of the gorge. The rain had ceased and there was a delicious freshness in the air. When he got back Jim was dressing. At seven the cheerful voice of Eeliper the plump cook made itself heard announcing breakfast. To McNab the prospect of again facing those glum an
