In another hour the moon would be up and the horse rested.
When the meal was finished, each rested in his own way.

O'Shea laid himself flat upon his back, with a blanket over his feet.

The boy slipped away, and was not seen until the waving grass on the tops of the highest dunes became a fringe of silver.

Until then Caius paced the valley, coming occasionally in contact with the browsing pony; but neither his walk nor meditation was interrupted by more formidable presence.
"Ay--ee--ho--ee--ho!" It was a rallying call, a shrill cry, from O'Shea.
It broke the silence the instant that the moon's first ray had touched the dune.

The man must have been lying looking at the highest head, for when Caius heard the unexpected sound he looked round more than once before he discovered its cause, and then knew that while he had been walking the whole heaven and earth had become lighter by imperceptible degrees.