Sit down here.

There's a little more shelter under the canvas, and go to sleep.

You're too much hardened now to be hurt seriously by wet clothes." Dick sat down with his back against the tree, and, despite his soaked condition, slept as soundly as Pennington.

When he awoke in the morning the hot sun was shining again, and his clothes soon dried on him.

He felt a little stiffness and awkwardness at first, but in a few minutes it passed away.