You keep your eyes on de shed, and ef you hear any officer coming his rounds you wake me up." Tony waited another half hour and then crawled up.

The sergeant was lying on his back sound asleep; the two men with him were on their faces, with their rifles pointing toward the shed, as if they had dropped off to sleep while they were staring at it.

Then he crawled on to the shed.

The soldier on sentry at the back had grounded his musket and was leaning against the shed fast asleep, while the one at the door had apparently slid down in a sitting position and was snoring.
"I hope I haben't given it to dem too strong," Tony said to himself; "but it can't be helped anyhow." He opened the door and entered the shed.
"Are you awake, Marse Wingfield ?" "Yes, I am awake, Tony.

Thank God you have come! How did you manage it ?" "I hab managed it, sah, and dey are all fast asleep," Tony said, as he cut the ropes which bound Vincent.
"Now, sah, let's be going, quick.