Chapter 28
Kit had succeeded in getting a little sleep during the night, but his position was necessarily constrained and he was but very slightly refreshed. Moreover he was a prey to anxiety, for he did not know what fate awaited him on the succeeding day. At four o'clock in the morning a little light found its way into the cabin through a small window at the rear. The other windows were boarded up. Kit, appreciating the desirability of escaping before a visit should be made him by his captors, tried hard to work himself out of his bonds, but only succeeded in confining himself more closely than before. "What will they do to me?" he asked himself anxiously. He had heard from some of the circus men accounts of the roughness and brutality of the miners, or at least of a certain class of them, for
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