He had not commented on her thanks because he was not so sure such a thing was a matter to be thankful for. But his mind was already growing cloudy because of the approach of the sun. Such matters were better handled the next eve when thought came more easy. So with a curt nod he excused himself without a word and left the room and closed the door lightly behind him.<br/><br/>From there he soon slipped into one of he secret passages and from there to his resting place. Unlike in popular fiction he did not sleep in a coffin. The coffin was a historical fact because it was indeed a light proof and sun proof box. But in this case Percival had a room that was perfectly secure and thus he fell to slumber in a bed and not in a box.