But all her attempts to remain awake were in vain.

Her eyelids closed the moment her head touched the pillow.

Then she tried to waken early, in order to wish him good morning; but when she thrust her little head from between the bed-curtains, and called cheerily, "Good morning, dear Ludwig!" there was no one there.
Ludwig never slept more than four hours of the twenty-four, and his slumber was so light that he woke at the slightest noise.

Then, too, he slept like a soldier in the field--always clothed, with his weapons beside him..