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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum: to pass the night.
He was just falling asleep when a tremendous din and clatter nearly
deafened him, and set the whole tower trembling. It was the
midnight chime.
Rob clutched his ears tightly, and when the vibrations had died away
descended by the ladder to a lower platform. But even here the next
hourly chime made his ears ring, and he kept descending from platform
to platform until the last half of a restless night was passed in the
little room at the bottom of the tower.
When, at daylight, the boy sat up and rubbed his eyes, he said,
wearily: "Churches are all right as churches; but as hotels they are
The Master Key |
