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A little more than an hour later, the moment the alarm went off, Larose roused himself and rolled off the bed. He was still terribly sleepy and felt rather weak.
"But I'll be better when I've had another hot bath," he told himself, "and, at any rate, I can stick it out for one more night. I've an exciting day before me, but when I can think clearly again I'll soon gather up all the threads. " He glanced at himself in the mirror, and made a grimace, "Yes, I look pretty awful, as Ann said -- like a man risen from the dead."