He did not move when I crossed, until I got close to him, when he said in a dull whisper: "It is all right; I have not been asleep!" An unnecessary thing to say, I thought--it always is, unless it be untrue in spirit.

When I told him that his watch was over; that he might go to bed till I should call him at six o'clock, he seemed relieved and went with alacrity.

At the door he turned and, coming back to me, said in a whisper: "I sleep lightly and I shall have my pistols with me.

I won't feel so heavy-headed when I get out of this mummy smell." He too, then, had shared my experience of drowsiness! I asked the Nurse if she wanted anything.

I noticed that she had a vinaigrette in her lap.