Most of the soldiers also had fallen asleep through exhaustion, and Harry saw them in the dusk lying in long rows.

The faint moon throwing a ghostly light over so many motionless forms made the whole scene weird and unreal to Harry.
He shook himself to cast off the spell, and, closing his eyes, sought sleep.
But sleep would not come and the obstinate lids lifted again.

It had turned a little darker and the motionless forms at the far end of the line were hidden.

But those nearer were so still that they seemed to have been put there to stay forever.

St.Clair had yielded at last to weariness and with his back against the tree slept by Harry's side.
He saw four figures moving up and down like ghosts through the shadows.
They were Colonel Talbot, Lieutenant-Colonel St.Hilaire, and two captains watching their men, seeing that silence and caution were preserved.