On the morning of the third day , when we had been forty-eight hours in the Cage , I awoke with a great relief of spirits , very weak and weary indeed , but seeing things of the right size and with their honest , everyday appearance . I had a mind to eat , moreover , rose from bed of my own movement , and as soon as we had breakfasted , stepped to the entry of the Cage and sat down outside in the top of the wood . It was a grey day with a cool , mild air : and I sat in a dream all morning , only disturbed by the passing by of Cluny 's scouts and servants coming with provisions and reports ; for as the coast was at that time clear , you might almost say he held court openly . When I returned , he and Alan had laid the cards aside , and were questioning a gillie ; and the chief turned about and spoke to me in the Gaelic . `` I have no Gaelic , sir , '' said I . Now since the card question , everything I said or did had the power of annoying Cluny . `` Your name has more sense than yourself , then , '' said he angrily , `` for it 's good Gaelic . But the point is this . My scout reports all clear in the south , and the question is , have ye the strength to go ? '' I saw cards on the table , but no gold ; only a heap of little written papers , and these all on Cluny 's side . Alan , besides , had an odd look , like a man not very well content ; and I began to have a strong misgiving . `` I do not know if I am as well as I should be , '' said I , looking at Alan ; `` but the little money we have has a long way to carry us . '' Alan took his under-lip into his mouth , and looked upon the ground . `` David , '' says he at last , `` I 've lost it ; there 's the naked truth . '' `` My money too ? '' said I. `` Your money too , '' says Alan , with a groan . `` Ye shouldnae have given it me . I 'm daft when I get to the cartes . '' `` Hoot-toot ! hoot-toot ! ''
XXXXX Cluny .
'm began carry disturbed looked looking rose said sat stepped