"But there is no knowing what Mosher would do if he got cornered by more than one of us.

Hereafter we mustn't leave this thing outside." Dick carried the axe into the tent, hiding it without awaking any of the other sleepers.

Then he went outside, searching until he found a club that he thought would answer for defense.
Taking this with him he went over to the wash basin, where, wetting a towel, he bathed his battered face.
"Almost one o'clock," he remarked, after striking a match for a look at his watch.

"I won't call Dave at all, but will stay up and call Harry at half-past one.".