Come into this room and haul me out of bed, and
sit down on the bed and see that I don't get into it again, and that
I don't go to sleep on the floor. That will be the way to get me up
to-morrow morning. Don't let's have any nonsense about stirring
villages and guns and German bands. I know what all that will end
in, my going back to England without seeing the show. I want to be
roused in the morning, not lulled off to sleep again."
B. translated the essential portions of this speech to the man, and
he laughed and promised upon his sacred word of honour that he would
come up himself and have us both out; and as he was a stalwart and
determined-looking man, I felt satisfied, and wished him "Good-
night," and made haste to get off my boots before I fell asleep.
TUESDAY, THE 27TH
A Pleasant Morning. - What can one Say about the Passion Play? - B.
Lectures. - Unreliable Description of Ober-Ammergau. - Exaggerated
Description of its Weather. - Possibly Untruthful Account of how the
Passion Play came to be Played. - A Good Face. - The Cultured
Schoolboy and his Ignorant Relations.
I am lying in bed, or, to speak more truthfully, I am sitting up on
a green satin, lace-covered pillow, writing these notes.
