It was by this time close on morning, and we went to bed. (
Mem.
, this diary seems horribly like the beginning of the “Arabian Nights,” for everything has to break off at cockcrow—or like the ghost of Hamlet’s father.)
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It was by this time close on morning, and we went to bed. (
Mem.
, this diary seems horribly like the beginning of the “Arabian Nights,” for everything has to break off at cockcrow—or like the ghost of Hamlet’s father.)