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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. 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
y, and at times unpleasant, it is passable. As it is this summer, however, we would prefer not to travel upon it. We will wait until after next year's spring-floods." We went to bed after our wash. To the _blase_ English bed-goer, accustomed all his life to the same old hackneyed style of bed night after night, there is something very pleasantly piquant about the experience of trying to sleep in a German bed. He does not know it is a bed at first. He thinks that someone has been going round the room, collecting all the sacks and cushions and antimacassars and such articles that he has happened to find about, and has piled them up on a wooden tray ready for moving. He rings for the chambermaid, and explains to her that she has shown him into the wrong room. He wanted a bedroom. She says: "This _is_ a bedroom." He says: "Where's the bed?" "There!" she says, pointing to the box on which the sacks and antimacassars and cushions lie piled. "That!" he cries. "How am I going to sleep in that?  ORDINARY CONDITION OF THE RHINE AND ALTHOUGH MUDDY AND AT TIMES UNPLEASANT IT IS POSSIBLE AS IT IS THIS SUMMER HOWEVER WE WILL PREFER NOT TO TRAVEL UPON IT WE WILL WAIT UNTIL AFTER NEXT YEAR'S SPRING FLOODS WE WENT TO BED AFTER OUR WASH TO THE BLAIS ENGLISH BED GOER ACCUSTOMED ALL HIS LIFE TO THE SAME OLD HACKNEYED STYLE OF BED NIGHT AFTER NIGHT THERE IS SOMETHING VERY PLEASANTLY PIQUAN ABOUT THE EXPERIENCE OF TRYING TO SLEEP IN A GERMAN BED HE DOES NOT KNOW IT IS A BED AT FIRST HE THINKS THAT SOME ONE HAS BEEN GOING ROUND THE ROOM COLLECTING ALL THE SACKS AND CUSHIONS AND ANTIMACAS AND SUCH ARTICLES THAT HE HAS HAPPENED TO FIND ABOUT AND HAS PILED THEM UP ON A WOODEN TRAY READY FOR MOVING HE RINGS FOR THE CHAMBERMAID AND EXPLAINS TO HER THAT SHE HAS SHOWN HIM INTO THE WRONG ROOM HE WANTED A BEDROOM SHE SAYS THIS IS A BEDROOM HE SAYS WHERE'S THE BED THERE SHE SAYS POINTING TO THE BOX ON WHICH THE SACKS AND ANIMACASAS AND CUSHIONS LIE PILED THAT HE CRIES HOW AM I GOING TO SLEEP IN THAT
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