CHAPTER V.
Mrs.P.arouses us .-- George, the sluggard .-- The "weather forecast" swindle .-- Our luggage .-- Depravity of the small boy .-- The people gather round us .-- We drive off in great style, and arrive at Waterloo .-- Innocence of South Western Officials concerning such worldly things as trains .-- We are afloat, afloat in an open boat.
[Picture: Mrs.Poppets] It was Mrs.Poppets that woke me up next morning.
She said: "Do you know that it's nearly nine o'clock, sir ?" "Nine o' what ?" I cried, starting up.
"Nine o'clock," she replied, through the keyhole.

"I thought you was a-oversleeping yourselves." I woke Harris, and told him.

He said: "I thought you wanted to get up at six ?" "So I did," I answered; "why didn't you wake me ?" "How could I wake you, when you didn't wake me ?" he retorted.

"Now we shan't get on the water till after twelve.

I wonder you take the trouble to get up at all." "Um," I replied, "lucky for you that I do.