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Sleep is one of the most delightful and undervalued amusements known to the human race. I have never had enough yet, and every second of time that I'm not busy with something interesting, I curl up on the bed and go dream-hunting—only I sleep too hard to do much catching. But this torture book found that out about me, and stopped it the very first thing on page three. The command is to sleep as little as possible to keep the nerves in a good condition—"eight hours at the most, and seven would be better." What earthly good would a seven-hour nap do me? I want ten hours to sleep and twelve if I get a good tired start. To see me stagger out of my perfectly nice bed at six o'clock every morning now would wring the sternest heart with compassion and admiration at my faithfulness—to whom?,Patricia looked inquiringly at him.,"Oh, Billy, what is the matter?" I gasped and gave him a little terrified shake.,"Are you certain that all these people will speak out?" asked the major of Arkel when the list was submitted to him.,Jen frowned.,"A traitor?" echoed David, with a flush rising in his pale cheeks.,"Did--did she cry out?" he asked, nodding toward the girl. "I heard a shriek.","Pooh," said Patricia, turning from her own reflection with a gay laugh. "You don't need to try. I do worship beauty, and I always shall. I like to laugh and sing and be happy. I like blue skies because God made them that way. And I don't think a pink rose is wickeder for being pink than if it were grubby gray. I think being happy is the serious business of life—when you take other people in with you—and I reckon God thinks so too.","To-night!" echoed Jen, starting up. "You saw Maurice to-night?","Really! But all this evidence is circumstantial. Have you searched my house?",Patricia laughed and blushed with pleasure, preening herself a little and stretching on tiptoe to try to catch a glimpse in the crowded mirror; there was a movement as a sultana who had been carmining her full lips gave place to a dark beggar maid, and Patricia caught the vision of a slender, airy figure, glittering beneath its gauzy draperies with the sparkle of bright gold, and with the glint and shimmer of rosy clanking bracelets and anklets, and the spangled glory of the rose-crowned headpiece stirring a magical memory of Persia.,Jaggard advanced to the trophy of weapons, and examined them with some deliberation, after which he turned to face the irate major..