The pleasant, languorous feeling came once more, but he was roused suddenly by scattered rifle shots, and sprang up.

Henry laughed.
"They're not attacking," he said.

"It was only a volley, fired from the wood, to show how angry they are.

I don't think we need expect anything more to-night.

You might really go to sleep, Paul, if you feel like it." "No, I will not!" exclaimed Paul with energy.