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"Gets to Heidelberg at 4?" I exclaim. "Does the whole distance in two and a quarter hours? Why, we were all night coming down!" "Well, there you are," he says, pointing to the time table. "Munich, depart 1.45; Heidelberg, arrive 4." "Yes," I say, looking over his shoulder; "but don't you see the 4 is in thick type? That means 4 in the morning." "Oh, ah, yes," he replies. "I never noticed that. Yes, of course. No! it can't be that either. GETS TO HEIDELBERG AT FOUR I EXCLAIM DOES THE WHOLE DISTANCE IN TWO AND A QUARTER HOURS WHY WE WERE ALL NIGHT COMING DOWN WELL THERE YOU ARE HE SAYS POINTING TO THE TIME TABLE MUNICH DEPART ONE FORTY FIVE HEIDELBERG ARRIVE FOUR YES I SAY LOOKING OVER HIS SHOULDER BUT DON'T YOU SEE THE FOUR IS IN THICK TYPE THAT MEANS FOUR IN THE MORNING OH AH YES HE REPLIES I NEVER NOTICED THAT YES OF COURSE NO IT CAN'T BE THAT EITHER
 lagoon and lake of sand"). From Ghent we went to Bruges (where I had the satisfaction of throwing a stone at the statue of Simon Stevin, who added to the miseries of my school-days, by inventing decimals), and from Bruges we came on here. Finding out and arranging our trains has been a fearful work. I have left the whole business with B., and he has lost two stone over it. I used to think at one time that my own dear native Bradshaw was a sufficiently hard nut for the human intellect to crack; or, to transpose the simile, that Bradshaw was sufficient to crack an ordinary human nut. But dear old Bradshaw is an axiom in Euclid for stone-wall obviousness, compared with a through Continental time-table. Every morning B. has sat down with the book before him, and, grasping his head between his hands, has tried to understand it without going mad. "Here we are," he has said. "This is the train that will do for us. Leaves Munich at 1.45; gets to Heidelberg at 4--just in time for a cup of tea. MIGHTY ROLAND RING EAR LAGOON AND LAKE OF SAND FROM GHENT WE WENT TO BRUGES WHERE I HAD THE SATISFACTION OF THROWING A STONE AT THE STATUE OF SIMON STEVA WHO ADDED TO THE MISERIES OF MY SCHOOL DAYS BY INVENTING DECIMALS AND FROM BRUGES WE CAME ON HERE FINDING OUT AND ARRANGING OUR TRAINS HAS BEEN A FEARFUL WORK I HAVE LEFT THE WHOLE BUSINESS WITH B AND HE HAS LOST TWO STONE OVER IT I USED TO THINK AT ONE TIME THAT MY OWN DEAR NATIVE BRADSHAW WAS A SUFFICIENTLY HARD NUT FOR THE HUMAN INTELLECT TO CRACK OR TO TRANSPOSE THE SIMILE THE BRADSHAW WAS SUFFICIENT TO CRACK AN ORDINARY HUMAN NUT BUT DEAR OLD BRADSHAW IS AN AXIOM IN EUCLID FOR STONEWALL OBVIOUSNESS COMPARED WITH THE THROUGH CONTINENTAL TIME TABLE EVERY MORNING B HAS SAT DOWN WITH THE BOOK BEFORE HIM AND GRASPING HIS HEAD BETWEEN HIS HANDS HAS TRIED TO UNDERSTAND IT WITHOUT GOING MAD HERE WE ARE HE HAS SAID THIS IS THE TRAIN THAT WILL DO FOR US LEAVE MUNICH AT ONE FORTY FIVE GETS TO HEIDELBERG AT FOUR JUST IN TIME FOR A CUP OF TEA
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