"We shall have them in the morning," said he.

"Let every one get to sleep who can sleep, for I expect every one to follow me to morrow." Charles Hawker had laid down in an inner room, and was sleeping uneasily, when he was awakened by some one, and, looking up, saw Major Buckley, with a light in his hand, bending over him.

He started up.
"What is the matter, sir ?" he asked.

"Why do you look at me so strangely?
Is there any new misfortune ?" "Charles," said the Major, "you have no older friend than me." "I know it, sir.

What do you want me to do ?" "I want you to stay at home to-morrow." "Anything but that, sir.