About midnight
`` We have not had a glimpse of one yet . '' `` Uncle Jake said they are far more afraid of people than sensible people are afraid of them , '' returned Ross , `` but I 'd rather not be called sensible than to meet one face to face ! '' That night the boys turned in early , tired with their exertions at the wood-pile . About midnight they were both awakened by a mysterious noise . Leslie , in the wall bunk , came up on his elbow before he was fairly awake . Ross , on the floor , sat up instantly , whispering sharply : `` Leslie , is that you ? '' `` What ? ''