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It was yet early April, and before me lay four weeks of freedom-twenty-eight blessed days in which to take fish and smoke the pipe of idleness. The Lent term had pulled me down, a week of modest enjoyment thereafter in town had finished the work; and I drank in the sharp moorish air like a thirsty man who has been forwandered among deserts. I am a man of varied tastes and a score of interests.
