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Well, if it is the bed, then what is it doing out here, on the top of everything else? You think that because I'm only a man, I don't understand a bed!" "That's the proper place for it," responds the chambermaid. "What! on top?" "Yes, sir." "Well, then where are the clothes?" "Underneath, sir." WELL IF IT IS THE BED THEN WHAT IS IT DOING OUT HERE ON THE TOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE YOU THINK THAT BECAUSE I'M ONLY A MAN I DON'T UNDERSTAND A BED THAT'S THE PROPER PLACE FOR IT RESPONDS THE CHAMBERMAID WHAT ON TOP YES SIR WELL THEN WHERE ARE THE CLOTHES UNDERNEATH SIR
he cries. "How am I going to sleep in that?" The chambermaid does not know how he is going to sleep there, never having seen a gentleman go to sleep anywhere, and not knowing how they set about it; but suggests that he might try lying down flat, and shutting his eyes. "But it is not long enough," he says. The chambermaid thinks he will be able to manage, if he tucks his legs up. He sees that he will not get anything better, and that he must put up with it. "Oh, very well!" he says. "Look sharp and get it made, then." She says: "It is made." He turns and regards the girl sternly. Is she taking advantage of his being a lonely stranger, far from home and friends, to mock him? He goes over to what she calls the bed, and snatching off the top-most sack from the pile and holding it up, says: "Perhaps you'll tell me what this is, then?" "That," says the girl, "that's the bed!" He is somewhat nonplussed at the unexpected reply. "Oh!" he says. "Oh! the bed, is it? I thought it was a pincushion! HICH THE SACKS AND ANIMACASAS AND CUSHIONS LIE PILED THAT HE CRIES HOW AM I GOING TO SLEEP IN THAT THE CHAMBERMAID DOES NOT KNOW HOW HE IS GOING TO SLEEP THERE NEVER HAVING SEEN A GENTLEMAN GO TO SLEEP ANYWHERE AND NOT KNOWING HOW THEY SET ABOUT IT BUT SUGGESTS THAT HE MIGHT TRY LYING DOWN FLAT AND SHUTTING HIS EYES BUT IT IS NOT LONG ENOUGH HE SAYS THE CHAMBERMAID THINKS HE WILL BE ABLE TO MANAGE IF HE TUCKS HIS LEGS UP HE SEES THAT HE WILL NOT GET ANYTHING BETTER AND THAT HE MUST PUT UP WITH IT OH VERY WELL HE SAYS LOOK SHARP AND GET IT MADE THEN SHE SAYS IT IS MADE HE TURNS AND REGARDS THE GIRLS STERNLY IS SHE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HIS BEING A LONELY STRANGER FAR FROM HOME AND FRIENDS TO MOCK HIM HE GOES OVER TO WHAT SHE CALLS THE BED AND SNATCHING OFF THE TOPMOST SACK FROM THE PILE AND HOLDING IT UP SAYS PERHAPS YOU'LL TELL ME WHAT THIS IS THEN THAT SAYS THE GIRL THAT'S THE BED HE IS SOMEWHAT NONPLUSSED AT THE UNEXPECTED REPLY OH HE SAYS OH THE BED IS IT I THOUGHT IT WAS A PINCUSHION
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