Eventually some one would put an ulster over his night-shirt, and sternly announce his intention of going over and taking the boy's life.

Hearing this, the others at once dropped off to sleep.

For a few days we managed to trick the boy by pulling up our blinds and so conveying to his mind the impression that we were getting up.

Then he had not our breakfast ready when we did get up, which naturally enraged us.
As soon as he got on board that boy made his presence felt.

He was very strong and energetic in the morning, and spent the first half-hour or so in flinging coals at each other.