"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You looked so comfortable that I thought it was a pity to wake you. You must have felt tired."
"I think it was the cold that made me sleepy. I got chilled through when I lay on the ground there, tied hand and foot. But I must get up in hurry now."
He jumped out of bed, and hurried on his clothes.
"Now," said Jeff, "come down into the kitchen, and mother'll give you some breakfast."
"I am giving you a great deal of trouble, I am afraid," said Harry.
"No, you're not. It's no trouble at all. The rest of the family have eaten breakfast, but I waited for you. I've been up an hour, and feel as hungry as a wolf. So come down, and we'll see who'll eat the most."
"I can do my part," said Harry. "I've got a good appetite, though I've been up a food deal less than an hour."
"Take your overcoat alone," said Jeff; "or will you come up and get after breakfast?"
"I'll take it down with me. It isn't my coat, you know. Mine was a much better one. I wish I had it back."