“I woke up with an uneasy thought: ‘The bonfire is out’! The last few nights I’d been in the woods; in the pyramid I couldn’t sleep somehow—I went out to get some fresh air.
And here the air wasn’t exactly fresh, but I couldn’t smell the bonfire!
I opened my eyes, saw the ceiling of the cabin, I was lying in bed—then I remembered I’m sailing on a gnome steamboat.
Light was coming in through the porthole… so what does that mean? I slept right until dawn and didn’t wake up even once?!
But what about Nastya?..”