It was only for half a minute or so. A man can't at all times be quite
master of himself, and it was only for half a minute or so. Then I up
and went to my hut, and turned into my hammock, and fell asleep with wet
eyelashes, and a sore, sore heart. Just as I had often done when I was a
child, and had been worse used than usual.

I slept (as a child under those circumstances might) very sound, and yet
very sore at heart all through my sleep. I was awoke by the words, "He
is a determined man." I had sprung out of my hammock, and had seized my
firelock, and was standing on the ground, saying the words myself. "He
is a determined man." But, the curiosity of my state was, that I seemed
to be repeating them after somebody, and to have been wonderfully
startled by hearing them.

As soon as I came to myself, I went out of the hut, and away to where the
guard was. Charker challenged:

"Who goes there?"

"A friend."

"Not Gill?" says he, as he shouldered his piece.

"Gill," says I.

"Why, what the deuce do you do out of your hammock?" says he.

"Too hot for sleep," says I; "is all right?"