He tested them by applying his own weight, then gave the crestfallen and astounded Potter a few terse words of advice about eating too much supper.

Five minutes later the deck was quiet.
The hard labor of the previous day--such labor as hauling and pulling, handling heavy boxes and casks, and bales and barrels of provisions and ammunition--had made me dead tired, and I slept like a log until reveille.

This unpleasant function occurred at three bells (half-past five o'clock), and it consisted of an infernal hubbub of drums and bugles and boatswains' pipes, loud and discordant enough to awaken the seven sleepers.

We roused in a hurry, and, with eyes scarcely open, began to lash up our hammocks.
"Seven turns, no more, no less," bawled the master-at-arms.

"Get just seven turns of the lashing around your hammocks, and get 'em quick.