midnight
Get locked up for breaking the peace ? Blab of us in his cups and start the Customs on our trail ? There was no end to such conjectures , and I made myself so melancholy that I was fool enough to think that the treasure was no better than a curse , and that on the whole I was better off on the ice than here with the anchor in English ground and my native soil within gunshot . I was up and about till midnight , and then , being in the cabin and exhausted , I fell asleep across the table , and in that posture lay as one dead . Some one dragging at my arm , with very little tenderness , awoke me . I was in the midst of a dream of the schooner having been boarded by a party of French privateersmen , with Tassard at their head , and the roughness with which I was aroused was exactly calculated to extend into my waking the horror and grief of my sleep . I instantly sprang to my feet and saw Washington Cromwell .