At the time of writing no hostile aircraft have appeared over London, and only once or twice have air-raid warnings been sounded. Parisian. are much more accustomed to the warbling notes of the siren than are Londoners. On one occasion, when they were called from their beds at 5 am. the guests of a small Paris hotel reached the ground floor in various stages of dress and undress. A roll-call was taken. Asked if all the guests were present, the hall porter looked round and replied: "No. an Englishman, Mr. Morgan. is still in his room." He ran upstairs to the nglishman's room. Outside was a pair of brown shoes; from inside came indications of sound sleep. Lacking the heart to disturb him, the porter tip-toed downstairs again. The next morning, after a restful night, Mr. Morgan left for the Front. He calls himself Somerset Maugham.
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