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in town, I got off rather easily.
It is nearly eleven now and so
I shall go to bed. I wonder if I
shall dream, they say that what
a man dreams on his first night
in a strange place comes true, but
I don't believe it.

August 26th., Monday.

This evening about fifty men,
mostly upper-class men, were in
the club-room when we heard the
yelp of the sophs. from the upper
regions. In a moment the room was
empty and we were springing up
the stairs. A soph. guided us to
a room into which we all crowded,
sitting on the bed or standing
against the wall; two fellows