Chapter 23
WATER DISCOVERED For a whole hour I was trying to work out in my delirious brain thereasons which might have influenced this seemingly tranquil huntsman.The absurdest notions ran in utter confusion through my mind. Ithought madness was coming on! But at last a noise of footsteps was heard in the dark abyss. Hanswas approaching. A flickering light was beginning to glimmer on thewall of our darksome prison; then it came out full at the mouth ofthe gallery. Hans appeared. He drew close to my uncle, laid his hand upon his shoulder, andgently woke him. My uncle rose up. "What is the matter?" he asked. "_Watten!_" replied the huntsman. No doubt under the inspiration of intense pain everybody becomesendowed with the gift of divers tongues. I did not know a word ofDanish, yet instinctively I
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