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the eyes which remain open.
As for the man, he was actually so fatigued that he did
not even profit by the nice white sheets. Snuffing out his
candle with his nostrils after the manner of convicts, he
dropped, all dressed as he was, upon the bed, where he im-
mediately fell into a profound sleep.
Midnight struck as the Bishop returned from his garden
to his apartment.
A few minutes later all were asleep in the little house.