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It was pitch dark when we reached Mocquet's house. We had a savoury omelette and stewed rabbit for supper, and then Mocquet made my bed ready for me. He kept his word to my mother, for I had a good mattress, two white sheets and two good warm coverlids.
"Now," said Mocquet, "tuck yourself in there, and go to sleep; we may probably have to be off at four o'clock to-morrow morning."