midnight
The room is warm now . '' Deck had been so chilled by the rain that he was glad to comply with the sergeant 's requests . Life placed the nether garments on the chair before the fire , and then moved up a light table , stretching his sabre from one to the other to form a clothes-horse . At midnight he waked his officer to have him put on the dry shirt , for Deck in the bed had slept like a tired boy . After a look through the corridors of the prison , Life went to bed himself . When Life Knox left his bed at an early hour on the morning of the 18th , Deck was still sleeping , for no bugle had sounded to wake him . The rain was still pouring in torrents when the sergeant looked out of the window ; and it was not probable that any military movements would be made that day .