Saturday morning, after I'd tried every way I knew about to snatch a little more much needed beauty sleep and had wearied through wons of time, again Relativityly speaking, I determined.to dress noiselessly, steal stealthily from the boat and gather nosegays in the circumambient fields (whatever they may be) to grace the breakfast. table. Such was my innocent intention. In reality my bunk squeaked like a pair of Chinese-made shoes, I couldn't remember where I had parked my hairpins, when I confided to the boy in a whisper that I'd appreciate hot warm water he replied in stentorian accents "No have got," at which my cabin-mates who had slumbered placidly through all outside disturbances stirred uneasily and an expression of acute distress appeared on the only exposed countenance.
However, I continued dressing, only dropping my hairbrush twice and, stumbling over the foot-high doorsill when I emerged. With much difficulty I managed to get ashore but of course the beastly little wil@ flowers were all in hiding and my only exhibits were two dew-drenched white oxfords. I didn't dare come back to the boat till morning coffee was in sight although I was most frightly bored with myself. I was humanely treated—on the whole—but I could see that the only way to preserve the fine spirit of harmony was to stay put till the majority elected to rise, and so I've had plenty of time to meditate on houseboating.
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