We built a good fire, and in about ten seconds were asleep.
Now, usually I sleep like a log, and did this time until about midnight.

Then all at once I came broad awake and sitting up in my blankets.

Nothing had happened--I wasn't even dreaming--but there I was as alert and clear as though it were broad noon.
By the light of the fire I saw Handy Solomon sitting, and at his side our five rifles gathered.
I must have made some noise, for he turned quietly toward me, saw I was awake, and nodded.

The moonlight was sparkling on the hard stony landscape, and a thin dampness came out from the sea.
After a minute Anderson threw on another stick of wood, yawned, and stood up.
"It's wet," said he; "I've been fixing the guns." He showed me how he was inserting a little patch of felt between the hammer and the nipple, a scheme of his own for keeping damp from the powder.

Then he rolled up in his blanket.