Hewasfatigued，andsleptsoundlyforsometime。Somesuddenstopinthemusicalclockwokehimatlength，andhejumpedupwithastart，surprisedtofindtheroomquitefull:
ithadbeennearlyemptywhenhisnapbegan。Withnervousanxietyhepulledouthiswatch，andfoundthatitwashalf-
pastnine。Heseizedhishat，and，hurryingdownstairs，startedatarapidpaceforLincoln’sInn。
ItstillwantedtwentyminutestotenwhenthewardenfoundhimselfatthebottomofSirAbraham’sstairs，sohewalkedleisurelyupanddownthequietinntocoolhimself。
ItwasabeautifuleveningattheendofAugust。Hehadrecoveredfromhisfatigue；hissleepandthecoffeehadrefreshedhim，andhewassurprisedtofindthathewasabsolutelyenjoyinghimself，whentheinnclockstruckten。ThesoundwashardlyoverbeforeheknockedatSirAbraham’sdoor，andwasinformedbytheclerkwhoreceivedhimthatthegreatmanwouldbewithhimimmediately。