"And I want to sleep." "Then get off your racing clothes, put on your other clothes, then roll yourself well in your blankets and lie down in the tent," Dick ordered.

"That's what I'm going to do." Now that the strain was over every member of Dick & Co.

found himself so weary that the putting on of ordinary clothes was a process which proceeded slowly.

After a while, however, all six had rolled themselves in their blankets and lay on the leaf-piled floor of the tent.
All but Dick and Harry were asleep, presently, when an automobile stopped near the camp.
"Anyone at home ?" called Referee Tyndall, poking his head in past the flap of the tent and viewing the recumbent lads.

"All here?
That's good.