Letters on Literature

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Letters on Literature Andrew Lang

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  ItoldhimthatIhadbutdonemyduty,andurgedhimtoproceedtothematterwhichweigheduponhismind。Hethenspokenearlyasfollows:

  ’IcameindrunkonFridaynightlast,andgottomybedhere;Idon’trememberhow。SometimeinthenightitseemedtomeIwakened,andfeelingunasyinmyself,Igotupoutofthebed。Iwantedthefreshair;butIwouldnotmakeanoisetoopenthewindow,forfearI’dwakenthecrathurs。Itwasverydarkandthroublesometofindthedoor;butatlastIdidgetit,andIgropedmywayout,andwentdownasasyasIcould。I

  feltquitesober,andIcountedthestepsoneafteranother,asIwasgoingdown,thatImightnotstumbleatthebottom。

  ’WhenIcametothefirstlanding-place——Godbeaboutusalways!——thefloorofitsunkunderme,andIwentdown——down——

  down,tillthesensesalmostleftme。IdonotknowhowlongIwasfalling,butitseemedtomeagreatwhile。WhenI

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