ABSTRACT
I must have gone to sleep at once for we all knew better now than to waste time awake if we had a chance of sleep—day or night. It was with sinking feelings that I was awoken by someone stumbling clumsily amidst our tent guide-ropes. I felt sure he was looking for the opening flap; I felt sure it would mean that he was looking for me. After a time he gave up looking and started to shout.
