About six o'clock in the morning
Hutton was sleeping the sleep of the unjust , which means that he woke at the slightest breath , and Bi 's breath was something to wake a heavier sleeper . So they sat and planned as the train rushed on through the night . Now and again Bi took a pilgrimage up to the day coach and back to report the three travelers still asleep . About six o'clock in the morning the train slowed down , and finally came to a thrashing halt , waking the sleepers uncomfortably and making them conscious of crunching feet in the cinders outside , and consulting voices of trainmen busy with a hammer underneath the car somewhere . Then they drowsed off to sleep again and the voices and hammering blended comfortably into their dreams . The passengers in the day coach roused , looked at their watches , stretched their cramped limbs , squinted out to see if anything serious was the matter , and settled into a new position to sleep once more . Bi , stretched for the nonce upon the long couch of the drawing-room while his superior occupied the more comfortable berth , roused to instant action , slipped out to the platform and took his bearings .