I felt at first a sense of greediness when I had appropriated to myself several rooms in different places--I who have never in my life had more than one room which I could call my own--and that only for a time! But when I slept on it the feeling changed, and its aspect is now not half bad.

It is now under another classification--under a much more important label--_proprietorship_.
If I were writing philosophy, I should here put in a cynical remark: "Selfishness is an appanage of poverty.

It might appear in the stud-book as by 'Morals' out of 'Wants.'" I have now three bedrooms arranged as my own particular dens.

One of the other two was also a choice of Uncle Roger's.

It is at the top of one of the towers to the extreme east, and from it I can catch the first ray of light over the mountains.