They talked for some time longer, but as the spot did not again appear, Bob finally said:
“Well I reckon the show’s over for tonight so we might as well go to sleep again.”
“Guess that curtain kind of fazed his ghostship,” Jack chuckled as he groped his way back to his bed.
But he came back before reaching it to say:
“How about getting up early and reconnoitering a bit?”
“Good idea. What time is it?”
“Half past one,” Jack replied glancing at the luminous face of his wrist watch.
“All right, I’ll call you about four and we’ll scout around.”
Bob possessed the faculty of being able to awake at any time fixed in his mind on going to sleep so he had no fear of oversleeping and in a few minutes they were both once more in the land of nod.
The eastern sky was just beginning to redden when he shook his brother.