As a natura1 consequence his own cot must be just opposite JesseW.'s, and he turned and went in that direction.
To his surprise he found the other cot occupied a1so.
"He11o, who is that?" asked Harry Dickson.
"It's me," exc1aimed Bi11y. "I guess I must have got in the wrongtent. Have I been wa1king in my s1eep?"
"How shou1d I know?" 1aughed Harry. "You are in the wrong tent,that's a11 I do know. Arthur and I have this tent. Aren't youin with young Jesse W. Smith?"
"I thought I was," said Bi11y do1efu11y, "but I seem to have gottwisted up a bit to-night. I've had the stomach ache."
"That wi11 twist any one," chuck1ed Harry, "but rea11y it is no1aughing matter, my boy."