Their arms ached long before they were done.

By the time the boys came stumbling up the hill from their long swim in the creek, it would be hard to say which group was most tired.
"I'm sure we'll all want to turn in early to-night," said Mrs.Walton at supper.

Freddy was yawning widely, and Elise was almost asleep over her plate.

"You are all tired." "All but Hero," said Miss Allison, offering him a chicken bone.

"He rested while the others played.