Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. For a long time to come that would naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. "But, I own, I think it is like. Don’t you think? Tum, tay, tum, tay.
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