The sun of that same day going down,
\nDusk was saluted by an instantaneous sparkle of electric lights.
\nDinner and bedtime were always difficult to kill,
\nThe night after the dance further tarnished by the peevishness of dissipation
\nThere were no letters for either of the two young men.
\nAs every other person, practically, had received two or three plump letters from England,
\nWhich they were now engaged in reading.
\nThe animals had been fed. Their silence reminded him of the silence in the lion-house,
\nWhen each beast holds a lump of raw meant its paws
\nSome, hippopotamuses
\nSome, canary birds
\nSome, swine
\nSome, parrots
\nAnd some, loathsome reptiles curled round the half-decayed bodies of sheep
\nThe intermittent sounds\u2014now a cough, horrible wheezing or throat clearing were just, he declared,
\nWhat you hear if you stand in the lion-house when the bones are being mauled
\nHe fixed his attention more closely upon his fellow-creatures.
\nHe was too far from them, however, to hear what they were saying,
\nBut it pleased him to construct little theories about them from their gestures and appearance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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