THE Admiral set a watch and commanded all beside to sleep.

To-morrow might be work and wakefulness enough! The ship grew silent.

With the _Pinta_ and the Nina it lay under the moon, and all around was silver water.
He did not sleep this night, I am sure.

At all times he was a provident and wakeful sea king who knew his ship through and through.

His habit was light sleep and not many hours of that.