when i come to life again,it was morning.i was lying on the wet ground
two man were beside me. One of them was trying to push some drink between my teeth
the covering was taken from my eyes,and my wrists were free.i looked up,wondering whether i was in this world or the next.
'i'm very glad,sir you've opened your eyes at last',said one of the men 'what were you doing hear?' i looked wildly about.i was not on the shore. No cliff rose up beside me.
i was lying in a hole in the chalk hills.