You and Francois go to sleep.

I'll stand sentry." "No," responded Basil.

"Go _you_ and Francois to sleep.

Let me keep watch." "Brothers," said Francois, "I am not a bit sleepy; let me be the sentry.
I'll keep 'em off." "No, no," exclaimed Basil and Lucien, in a breath, "I--I." It was finally agreed that Basil should take the watch for a couple of hours or so--until he became sleepy--when he was to awake and be relieved by Lucien; who, in his turn, could arouse Francois.

This being arranged, the two latter wrapped themselves in their blankets and lay down again, while Basil sat alone, now gazing into the fire, and then into the gloomy darkness beyond.
Both Lucien and Francois, notwithstanding the declaration of the latter, were soon snoring like a brace of tops.