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ADVENTURE WITH A PRIEST. Chap. XIII. 



for the room was quite dark ; but I was awakened 

 by the same voices which had addressed me before, 

 and again informed that the Ta-Hosan wanted to 

 come to bed. 



" Well, well, come to bed and let me have no 

 more of your noise," said I, being at the time half- 

 asleep and half-awake ; and going off sound again 

 immediately I heard no more. Next morning, 

 when T awoke, the day was just beginning to 

 dawn, and daylight was streaming through the 

 paper window and rendering the tables and chairs 

 in the apartment partially visible. The proceed- 

 ings of the evening seemed to have got mixed up 

 somehow with my dreams, but as they became 

 gradually distinct to the mind, and separated, I 

 began to wonder whether my friend the priest had 

 occupied his bedroom during the night. The door 

 was closed and seemed in the same state in which 

 I left it when I went to bed, and I couM hear no 

 sound of anything breathing or moving through 

 the thin partition-wall which divided our rooms. 

 In order to satisfy myself I gently opened the 

 door and looked in. But no priest was there. 

 The bed had been prepared, and the padded cover- 

 let carefully folded for his reception, but all re- 

 mained in the same condition, and showed plainly 

 that no one had occupied the room during the 

 night. 



Tung-a now made his appearance with my 

 morning cup of tea. It turned out on inquiry 

 that the poor old priest could not get over his 



