Suddenly Dave broke into a hearty chuckle, slapping his chum on the back.
"You're all right, Dick," he declared.

"You know how to keep your temper, talk smoothly, and yet hit harder than if you used a club.

No, sirree! I'm not cross, even though I may be tired.
I'm not cross, and I can thrash into subjection any fellow who dares hint that I'm cross, or that my temper is on a rampage.
You go and turn in, Dick." "Not yet." "Then we'll both stay up and watch together." "I'll tell you what," proposed Dick.
"Well ?" "Bring your cot out here.

I'll let you sleep for an hour by my watch.

Then I'll call you, and you hold the watch and let me sleep for an hour.