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260 the bed suddenly swung into rest, almost stable. Ir a few minutes he was sound asleep.

He cut chapel and his two classes the next morn ing, one at nine and the other at ten o’clock; in fact it was nearly eleven when he awoke. His heac was splitting with pain, his tongue was furry, anc his mouth tasted like bilge-water. He made wn faces, passed his thick tongue around his dry moutl —oh, so damnably dry!—and pressed the palms o his hands to his pounding temples. He craved ; drink of cold water, but he was afraid to get out o bed. He felt pathetically weak and dizzy.

Norry walked into the room and stood quieth looking at him.

“Get me a drink, Norry, please,” Hugh begged “I’m parched.” He rolled over. “Ouch! God how my head aches!”

Norry brought him the drink, but nothing les than three glasses even began to satisfy Hugh Then, still saying nothing, Norry put a cold com press on Hugh’s hot forehead. “Thanks, Norry old man. That’s awfully dam good of you.”

Norry walked out of the room, and Hugh quick! fell into a light sleep. An hour later he woke up quite unaware of the fact that Norry had changei the cold compress three times. The nap had re freshed him. He still felt weak and faint; but hi