The music raised up the heart and it was wonderfully lulling, too.

Why worry?
Stonewall Jackson would tell them what to do.
The rhythmic forms grew fainter, and he slept.

He was awakened the next instant by Dalton.

Harry opened his eyes heavily and looked reproachfully at his friend.
"I've slept less than a minute," he said.
Dalton laughed.
"So it seemed to me, too, when I was awakened," he said, "but you've slept a full two hours just as I did.

What do you expect when you're working for Stonewall Jackson.