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riie faint tinkling of a cowbell is heard in the distance, and you turn over to look at the clock, which says that it is only a quarter before seven. Ou know that breakfast does not take place untd half past seven, so feel
perfectly at ease about dozdng off again. Your sense of time is not so well developed as it should be, and you are suddenly startled into a sitting posture by the clashing of the cymbals, which indicates that breakfast will be in ten minutes.
.Almost congealed with cold and not at all wide awake, you waste at least a whole minute trying to convince both yourself and your room­ mate that the hall clock must be wrong. Then, just to make sure, you
run from room to room comparing everybody’s clock with the one in the hall, but proving nothing. Someone shrieks that the Acorn is going over
and you decide that you had better get dressed after all. I'hen come a few very exciting moments in which, although very cross and exceedingly cold, you and your room-mate keep up an animated conversation about
clocks in general, just to show that there is no hard feeling.
There is a crash on the stairway! But it is only someone falling down stairs in her anxiety to reach the Main House. This occurs several times in the course of a minute and at the end of that time you are com­ pletely unnerved. Snatching hat and coat you try at the same minute to get properly into galoshes which are much too small that morning. Almost
frantic, you rush for the door, but of course your room-mate is in the way. You wish alouci that she had never come to the Hartridge School, and go wildly on your way.
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