"Now, I'm going to sleep, and I'd advise you to do the same, Paul.

I'll tell you to-morrow all that we've done and have seen and know." While the others slept, Jim Hart, long-legged and captious, but brave, faithful, and enduring, watched.

He saw the fog and the darkness clear away, and the moonlight came out, crisp and cold.

A light wind blew and dead leaves fell from the trees, rustling dryly as they fell.

Autumn was waning and cold weather would soon be at hand.