Bostilsleptthatnight，buthissleepwastroubled，andastrange，dreadfulroarseemedtorunthroughit，likeamournfulwindoveradarkdesert。Hewasawakenedearlybyavoiceathiswindow。Helistened。Therecamearaponthewood。
\"Bostil!Bostil!\"ItwasHolley\'svoice。
Bostilrolledoffthebed。Hehadsleptwithoutremovinganyapparelexcepthisboots。
\"Wal，Hawk，whatd\'yemeanwakin\'amanatthisunholyhour？\"growledBostil。
Holley\'sfaceappearedabovetherudesill。Itwaspaleandgrave，withthehawkeyeslikeglass。\"Itain\'tsoawfulearly，\"hesaid。\"Listen，boss。\"