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Excerpt: ...still Miss Flipp did not return. I concluded that she must have decided to leave us in this fashion, or that I had missed her entry during the rumble of a passing train, or mayhap I had snoozed for a moment, or perhaps an hour, as the unsympathetic heavy sleepers aver the insomnists must do; and ceasing to be on the alert any longer, I really slept. 173 FIFTEEN. ALAS! MISS FLIPP! I hastened to appear at the half-past seven breakfast, as no excuse for non-appearance was taken, and the only concession made to Miss Flipp, who had not been present at it for some time, was that she could make herself a cup of cocoa when she chose to rise. For this meal grandma ladled out the porridge and flavoured it with milk and sugar in the usual way. "I say, Dawn, which of them blokes, Ernest or Dora, is the best boat-puller?" inquired Andrew as he received his portion. "You were mighty stingy with the sugar, grandma!" "Dora isn't in it," responded Carry. "Mr Ernest could get ahead of him every time." "So he ought!" said Dawn. "His ears are the size of a pair of sails, and would pull him along." Thus was published another defect in my knight, till I feared that it must be only my partial gaze that discerned a knight at all. "Dear me," interposed grandma, "a man can't look or speak or walk but he's this, that, and the other. Things weren't so in my day. Of course there were some things that were took exception to, but there must be reason in 174 everythink, an' I don't see what difference a man's ears being a little big makes. My father's ears