twenty minutes after six
`` It is fine , '' agreed Berwick , `` to get into a safe , warm place like this when you have been in constant danger , as we have , and cold and wet besides . Here goes for a good sleep . '' And the word was hardly out of his lips when he was sound asleep . Jim looked at his watch by means of a crack of light that came in between the logs , and saw that it was twenty minutes after six . And then , lulled by the sound of the waves at the base of the cliffs , he too sank into a deep , dreamless sleep . He never thought of sleeping beyond a couple of hours , but he had not counted on the effect of his extreme fatigue , and the sudden cessation of the constant strain the two had been under for nearly eighteen hours . So hour after hour went by and still they slept in the cozy and soft dryness of the hay , that has no equal as a bed for the truly weary .