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the worst of it was that to remonstrate with 

 the offender invariably meant to hurt his feel- 

 ings and make an enemy of him. 



When the morning came and the sun 

 looked in through our one pane of glass, 

 happy Frank only acknowledged his arrival by 

 turnino- his back on the window and rollins; 

 off into further fields of peaceful slumber, but 

 for my unluckily constituted nature this was 

 out of the question, so I made my way through 

 half a dozen sleepers to the outside of the 

 house. 



Though it was not very early no one was 

 stirring in the village, and though I wasted a 

 couple of hours in a visit to the river, in 

 collecting fuel and washing some of my linen, 

 there was no further sign of waking life either 

 within the house or without at eight o'clock. 

 At nine, as all still slept, hmiger overcame 

 my sympathy for my happier fellows, so that 

 poor Platon got turned out of his blanket and 



