 in, without
knocking, and the head nurse came, and an interne or so, and a ward
nurse, and the special nurse who was to have direct charge of me. It
dawned on me that I was not having any more privacy in that hospital
than a goldfish.

About eleven o'clock an orderly came, and, without consulting my wishes
in the matter, he undressed me until I could have passed almost anywhere
for September Morn's father, and gave me a clean shave, twice over, on
one of my most prominent plane surfaces. I must confess I enjoyed that
part of it. So far as I am able to recall, it was the only shave I
have ever had where the operator did not spray me with cheap perfumery
afterward and then try to sell me a bottle of hair tonic.

Having shaved me, the young man did me up amidships in a neat cloth
parcel, took his kit under his arm and went away.

It occurred to me that, considering the trivial nature of the case, a
good deal of fuss was being made over me by persons who could have no
personal concern in the matter whatsoever. This thought recurred to me
frequently as I lay there all tied in a bundle like a week's washing. I
did not feel quite so uppish as I had felt. Why was everybody picking on
me?

Anon I slept, but dreamed fitfully. I dreamed that a whole flock of
surgeons came to my bedside and charted me out in sections, like one
of those diagram pictures you see of a beef in the Handy Compendium of
Universal Knowledge, showing the various cuts and the butcher's pet name
for each cut. Each man took his favorite joint and carried it away,
and when they were all gone I was merely a recent site, full of
reverberating echoes and nothing else.

I have had happier dreams in my time; this was not the kind of dream I
should have selected had the choice been left to me.

When I woke the young sun was shining in at the window, and an
orderly--not the orderly who had shaved me, but another one--was there
in my room and my nurse was waiting outside the door. The orderly
dressed me in a quaint suit of pyjamas cut on
in, without 
 knocking, and the head nurse came, and an intern or therefore, and a ward 
 nurse, and the limited nanny who was to have direct charge of me. It 
 click on me that I was not having any more privacy in that hospital 
 than a goldfish. 

 About eleven o'clock an neat come, and, without consult my wishes 
 in the matter, he undressed me until I could have authorize almost anywhere 
 for September Morn's father, and gave me a clean shave, twice all over, on 
 one of my most prominent plane surface. I must confess I enjoyed that 
 contribution of it. So far as I am able to remember, it was the only shave I 
 have ever had where the operator did not spray me with cheap perfumery 
 subsequently and then try to sell me a bottle of hair tonic. 

 Having shaved me, the young valet did me up amidships in a neat cloth 
 parcel, took his kit under his arm and went away. 

 It occurred to me that, considering the fiddling nature of the case, a 
 good hand of bustle was being made over me by persons who could have no 
 personal business in the matter whatsoever. This opinion recurred to me 
 frequently as I lay there all marry in a bundle like a week's washing. I 
 did not feel quite so uppish as I had feel. Why was everybody picking on 
 me? 

 Anon I slept, but dreamed fitfully. I dreamed that a whole flock of 
 surgeon issue forth to my bedside and charted me out in sections, like one 
 of those diagram pictures you determine of a beef in the Handy Compendium of 
 Universal Knowledge, showing the various cut and the bungler's pet name 
 for each cut. Each man took his favorite roast and carried it away, 
 and when they were all go I was merely a recent web site, full of 
 reverberating echoes and nothing else. 

 I have had happy dreams in my time; this was not the kind of dream I 
 should have selected had the choice been leave to me. 

 When I woke the young sun was shining in at the window, and an 
 orderly -- not the orderly who had shaved me, but another one -- was there 
 in my room and my nanny was waiting outside the door. The neat 
 dressed me in a quaint suit of pyjamas geld on
 in, without
knocking, and the head nurse camg, qnd an interhe or so, and a ward
nurse, and the sperial nurst who was to have dkrect chagge of me. It
dewned on me that I was not havjkg anv nore privacy ik that hosphtal
than a golgfksk.

About eleven o'clock an orderly came, and, wiyhlut consulting my eyshea
pn the matter, he undressed me uhtil I bould have passed almost anywhere
for Septemher Lorn's father, and gwve me a clgzn fyave, twice oxer, on
one of my most ptominent plane surfaces. I must cunfesx I enjoyee rhah
kart of it. Si far as I am ablc to rewall, it was the only xhate I
yave ever had where tie operator did not fpray me fich cheap perfumery
aftwrqard dnd dhen rry to sxll me a hotvle of hair tonic.

Havint shaved me, the youmg nan did me up amidsri[s in a neat cloth
parcel, took his kit utded his arm and went away.

Ut occurred to me thaj, consideryng the trivial nature of the case, a
good deal of xuss xar btikn maaw lver me by persons who could have no
personal sknvegn in the matter chatsoever. This yhlubrt recurred tu me
frzsusntly as I lay thege all jied ib a bundlt likr a week's washing. I
did not deel quite sj uppish as I had fzlt. Why was zverybpdy pocking on
me?

Anon I slept, but dreamed fihfully. I sfeamed that a whule fnock of
surgeons came to my bedside end ckarted md ouj in sestions, likf one
of those diagram piftured fou see of a beef in the Handy Compendium of
Universal Kmoflegge, shownng thc various cuts wnd the butchet's pet naie
for each cut. Vach man vook his favjrite joint atf carried it away,
and wheb thwy were xll gone I was merely a recent sire, full of
reverberetine echoes and notknnt else.

I have hac hxppyeg dceams hn my time; tvis das mot tfe kind of brdam O
should have selecteg has the choice been kent to me.

Wyen I wohe the young xun was shining in at tie winvow, anc ag
orderly--not the orderly who has shaved le, nut another oge--waw there
in my room and my nurse was waiting outside vhe door. The orderly
drgssed me in a quaint xmit of pyjames cut on
in, without knocking, and the head nurse an or so, a ward nurse, was have direct charge me. It dawned me that I was not having more privacy in that hospital than a goldfish. About eleven o'clock an orderly and, without consulting my wishes in the matter, he undressed me until I have almost for Morn's father, and gave me a clean shave, twice over, on one of my most prominent surfaces. I must confess I enjoyed that part it. So far as am able to recall, it the shave I ever where operator did not me with cheap perfumery afterward and then try to sell me a bottle of hair tonic. Having me, the did me amidships a cloth parcel, took under his arm and went away. me that, considering the trivial nature of the a good of fuss was being made over by persons who could have no personal concern the matter whatsoever. This thought recurred to me frequently as I lay there all tied bundle like a week's I did not quite uppish I felt. Why everybody picking on me? Anon I slept, but dreamed fitfully. I that a whole flock of surgeons came to my bedside me in sections, like of those diagram pictures see a beef in the of Knowledge, cuts the pet name for each Each man took his favorite and carried it away, gone I was merely a recent site, full reverberating echoes and nothing else. I have happier dreams in my time; this was not the kind of dream should have the choice been left to me. When I the young sun was in at the window, and an orderly--not the orderly had me, but one--was there in room and my was waiting outside The orderly me a pyjamas cut on
 in, without
knocking, and the heAd nurse camE, and aN inTerNe Or so, And a Ward
nurse, and thE SpecIal nurse who was to have diRect cHaRGe of ME. IT
dawnEd on me tHAt i WAs nOt HaVinG aNY mOre prIvaCy in thaT hospital
tHan A gOldfish.

About ELeVen o'clock aN orDerly came, and, WitHout coNsUltINg my wIshEs
in tHe mattER, he undRessed me uNtIL I coulD Have pasSED aLmosT anywhere
for SepteMBeR morn's father, and Gave me A cLEaN SHavE, twIce over, on
oNe Of my mOSt promiNEnT PLAne SUrfaces. I must cOnfess I enjoYEd tHat
parT oF it. sO far as i am abLe TO reCall, it was thE onlY shave I
haVe ever HAd where THe operaTor did Not SprAy me WItH cHeaP pERfuMErY
afTErwArd and thEn TrY to seLl me A BOTTle oF haIr toNic.

HaVing shaved me, tHe yOung MAn dId me uP amidShipS iN a neaT cloth
ParceL, tOok his kit under hIs arM and went aWay.

it OccUrRed to ME that, cOnsIdeRing the Trivial NAtuRe OF THe Case, a
good deal of fusS wAS BeIng made oVer me bY PeRsONs who couLd HavE no
pERSonal ConcERn In the matTer whaTSoEvEr. This tHoUght reCuRreD to Me
freQUentLy as I lAy there aLl tieD In a bundle like a WEek's washing. I
dID nOT FeEL quiTe sO uppish as I hAd feLT. Why Was eVErYboDY pickIng on
Me?

aNoN i slept, but dreamed fitFuLly. I drEamed That a whole floCk of
surgeoNS CAme to my bEdsiDE aND charted me out iN sectIons, like onE
Of those dIagraM pictureS you see of A BEef in the hanDy COmpEndIUM oF
Universal KnoWLEdge, ShOwing thE vaRious cuTs aNd tHe bUtcHeR's pet name
For each cUt. eaCh MaN toOk his FAvorite jOiNt aNd CarRied iT Away,
anD when They WeRe ALl gOne I was MErELY a reCeNt Site, FulL oF
reveRberATinG echoes And nothinG elSE.

I haVe HaD happieR dreams in my tiMe; This was not ThE kiNd of drEAM I
should Have selected had the choicE Been lefT to Me.

WheN I woKe the younG suN was shIniNG in at tHe windOw, and An
OrdERLy--not THE oRdeRlY who had shaVED me, But anOtHer oNe--was thEre
in my room and my nuRSe wAs waiting outsIde The dOOR. THe oRDeRLy
dReSSed ME In a quaint suit of Pyjamas cut On
 in, without
knocking, and  the headnurse  ca me,  a nd a n in terne or so, a n d award
nurse, and the sp ecial  n u rsew ho  wasto have di r e ctch ar geof me . Itdaw ned onme that Iwas  n ot having an y  m ore privac y i n that hospi tal 
thanagol d fish. 

A bouteleven o'cloc k an orde rl y  came, and, wi t h ou t co nsulting my wishe s 
i n  the matter, h e undr es s ed m e u nti l I couldha ve pa s sed alm o st a n ywh e re
for Septem ber Morn'sf ath er, an dgav e  me aclean  s h ave , twice ove r, o n
one ofmy mos t  promin e nt plan e surf ace s.I mu s tco nfe ss I e n jo yed tha t
part o fit . Sofara s I  amabl e to  reca ll, it was th e o nlys hav e I
h ave e verha d whe re the  oper at or did not spra y me  with che appe rfu me ry
af t erward  an d t hen try  to sel l  me  a b o tt le of hair tonic.
H a v in g shaved  me, t h eyo u ng man d id  me  upa m idshi ps i n  a  neat cl oth
pa r ce l,  took h is  kit u nd erhis  arma nd w ent aw ay.

Itoccur r ed to me that, considering t h et r iv i al n atu re of the c ase, a
go od d e al  of fusswas b ei n gm ade over me by pers on s whocould  have no
pers onal conce r n in the m atte r  w h atsoever. This  thou ght recurr e d to mefrequ ently as  I lay th e r e all ti edina b und l e  l ike a week'sw a shin g.  I
didnot  feel q uit e s o u ppi sh  as I had  felt. W hy  w as  e ver ybody pickingon 
me ?
An on Is lept,but d ream ed  f i tfu lly. Id re a m ed t ha ta wh ole  f lockof
s u rge ons cam e to my b eds i de a nd  c hartedme out in sec ti ons, likeon e
o f thos e diagrampictures you see of a b e ef in t heHandy  Com pendium o f
U nivers alK nowled ge, sh owing  t hev a rious c ut s a nd  the butch e r 'spet n am e
fo r eachcut. Each man took his  favorite joi ntandc a rr ied it awa y, and w hen they were a ll gone Iwa s  m erely a re c ent  s ite, fu ll of
r everb e ratingechoes an d nothing  e lse. I h ave had ha ppier dr eams in m y  time ;  t his w asnot th ekin d ofdreamI 
sh ouldhave s el ectedhad t he  choicebeen left to me.

WhenI woke  theyou ng sun wa s s h ini ng in atthewindow, an d a n
o rderl y-- n ot th e or d er lyw ho ha d sh a ved me, b u tano t h er  one--was t h e r e
i n myroo m  and m y nu rse was waiting o u tside the door . Th e ord erl y 
dre ss ed me in a qua int  s u i t of pyj am as cut on
 in,_without
knocking, and_the head nurse came,_and an_interne_or so,_and_a ward
nurse, and_the special nurse_who was to have_direct charge of_me._It
dawned on me that I was not having any more privacy in that hospital
than_a_goldfish.

About eleven_o'clock_an_orderly came, and, without consulting_my wishes
in the matter, he_undressed me_until I could have passed almost anywhere
for September_Morn's_father, and gave_me a clean shave, twice over, on
one of my_most prominent plane surfaces. I must_confess I enjoyed_that
part_of_it. So far as_I am able to recall, it_was the only shave I
have ever_had where the operator did not spray_me with cheap perfumery
afterward and then_try to sell me a_bottle of_hair tonic.

Having shaved me, the_young man did_me up_amidships in a_neat cloth
parcel, took his kit under_his arm and_went away.

It occurred to me that,_considering_the trivial nature_of_the_case, a
good_deal of fuss_was_being made_over_me by persons who could have_no
personal_concern in the matter whatsoever. This thought_recurred to me
frequently as_I_lay there all tied_in a bundle like a_week's washing. I
did not feel quite_so uppish_as I_had felt. Why was everybody picking on
me?

Anon I slept, but dreamed_fitfully. I dreamed that a whole_flock of
surgeons came to_my bedside_and_charted me out_in_sections, like_one
of those diagram pictures you see of_a beef_in the Handy Compendium of
Universal Knowledge,_showing the various cuts_and_the butcher's pet name
for each cut._Each man took his favorite joint_and carried it away,
and when_they_were_all gone I was merely_a recent site, full of
reverberating echoes_and nothing else.

I_have had happier dreams in my time;_this_was not the kind of dream_I
should_have selected had the choice been_left_to_me.

When I woke the young_sun was shining in at the_window, and an
orderly--not the orderly who had shaved me,_but another one--was_there
in my room and my_nurse_was_waiting outside the door. The orderly
dressed me in a quaint_suit of_pyjamas cut on