“About a quarter after seven, I guess. I can’t tell you exactly, for I seem to have mislaid my watch.”
Tom gave his attention to Dan.
“Here, wake up, you lazy brute!” he cried. “Want to sleep all day?”
He accompanied this remark with a violent tweak of Dan’s nose, and the effect was instantaneous. Dan sat up with a start and sent Barry flying on to Bob.
“Wh-what’s the matter?” he asked, startled.
“Time to get up,” said Tom virtuously.
“That’s right,” agreed Nelson. “Everyone’s eating breakfast.”
“Huh!” said Tom. “Wish I was.”
“Who’s eating breakfast?” asked Bob, rolling over with the struggling terrier in his arms.