But the next moment I think not, but that if I can
discover William's plot myself, my Familey will no longer ignore
me and talk about my studying Vocal next winter instead of
coming out.
To return to William, dear Log or journal. I had been
asleep for some time, but wakened up to find myself standing in
the dining room with a napkin in each hand. I was standing in
the Flag Signal position for A, which is the only one I remember
as yet without the Manual.
I then knew that I had been walking in my sleep, having
done so several times at School, and before Examinations being
usualy tied by my Room-mate with a string from my ankle to the
door knob, so as in case of getting out of bed to wake up.
I was rather scared, as I do not like the dark, feeling
when in it that Something is behind me and about to cluch at me.
I therfore stood still and felt like screaming, when
suddenly the door of the Butler's pantrey squeaked. Could I then
have shreiked I would have, but I had no breath for the purpose.
Somebody came into the room and felt for the table, passing
close by me and stepping by accident on the table bell, which is
under the rug.
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