How small the world is! Like her. Read
a chapter of _Miss_ _Appleby's_ _Adventure_ to Aunt E. P.M.--Played
lawn-tennis with Mr. Perrott and Evelyn M. Don't _like_ Mr. P. Have a
feeling that he is not 'quite,' though clever certainly. Beat them. Day
splendid, view wonderful. One gets used to no trees, though much too
bare at first. Cards after dinner. Aunt E. cheerful, though twingy, she
says. Mem.: _ask_ _about_ _damp_ _sheets_."
She knelt in prayer, and then lay down in bed, tucking the blankets
comfortably about her, and in a few minutes her breathing showed that
she was asleep. With its profoundly peaceful sighs and hesitations it
resembled that of a cow standing up to its knees all night through in
the long grass.
A glance into the next room revealed little more than a nose, prominent
above the sheets. Growing accustomed to the darkness, for the windows
were open and showed grey squares with splinters of starlight, one could
distinguish a lean form, terribly like the body of a dead person, the
body indeed of William Pepper, asleep too. Thirty-six, thirty-seven,
thirty-eight--here were three Portuguese men of business, asleep
presumably, since a snore came with the regularity of a great ticking
clock. Thirty-nine was a corner room, at the end of the passage, but
late though it was--"One" struck gently downstairs--a line of light
under the door showed that some one was still awake.
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