"Hark!" he exclaimed.
From outside came a deep nasal rumble.
"Ach-eer, Ach-eer!"
"He's snoring!" exclaimed Pete.
"Off as sound as a top," supplemented Jack. "Up you go, Pete."
But the cow-puncher, after a prolonged scrutiny, was only able to report that the passage outside was too dark for him to see anything.
"We'll try the window," suggested Jack.
"How are we going to get up there?"
"You boost me on your shoulders. I can see out then."
"All right," said Pete, making "a back."