But sleep was, for a long time, out of the question; they laughed and talked until their jaws ached, and the hands of the old clock that stood in the room pointed to twelve; then they allowed their tired tongues to rest, and lay for a long time, each occupied with his own thoughts, and, finally, one after the other fell asleep.
The hours passed on, and nothing was heard but their gentle breathing.
Suddenly Harry, who always talked in his sleep when any thing exciting was going on, turned over in bed with a jerk, and began to mutter some unintelligible words.

All at once, raising himself to a sitting posture, he sang out, at the top of his voice, "Starboard your helm there, George--starboard your helm; bring her around quick.

The Alert can show as clean a pair of heels as any boat about the village." In an instant the other boys were awake, and Harry continued to shout his directions, until several hearty thumps on the back caused him to change his tune.
"Let me alone!" he shouted.

"We haven't cheated you.

We promised to carry the provisions all over in one boat, and we've done it." Harry was quickly dragged out of bed and placed upon his feet, and he was wide awake in an instant, but he stood in the middle of the room, as if bewildered, while the others rolled on the beds, convulsed with laughter.
At length, William Johnson, who was the first that could speak, inquired, "I wonder what time it is." "Wait until I light this candle, and we'll see," said George.
"No, no, don't do that," said Frank.