They had had an early awaking by the bear-scrape of the previous morning; besides, they had been at work all day, and were wearied.

This they must have been, to have gone to sleep with such a discordant howling around them--enough to have kept an opium-eater awake.

Basil was wearied as well as they; and he soon began to feel what a painful thing it is to keep awake when one is sleepy.

The eyes of the wolves continued to glare upon him from all sides; but he did not dread them any more, than if they had been so many hares.

There appeared to be a very large pack of them though.