"There's no harm in wishing that, is there ?" "No," said Fritz.

"But, remember, the garden to-morrow." "I shan't forget again, old fellow, with you to jog my memory!" "Ah, I'll not omit my part of it, then," retorted Fritz, joining in Eric's laughter.

Then, the brothers, having finished their meal, turned out their lamp; and, throwing themselves down on a heap of rugs and blankets which they had piled together in a corner of the hut, they were soon asleep, completely tired out with all the fatigues and exertions of the eventful day..