midnight
Although held firmly there , within lines which one could not pass , nobody seemed to take any notice of him . He could rest or watch as he chose , and he had no choice but to watch . He saw the French lie down on their arms , save for the numerous sentinels posted everywhere , and after a while , though most of the night was gone , the ring of axes and the fall of trees ceased . There was a hum of voices but that too died in time , and long after midnight , with his back against a tree , he dozed a little while . He was awakened by a premonition , a warning out of the dark , and opening his eyes he saw Garay slinking near . He did not know whether the spy meant another attempt upon his life , but , standing up , he stared at him intently . Garay shrank away and disappeared in the further ranges of the camp .