"Je vois que monsieur a de l'adresse; cela, me plait, car, dans l'instruction, l'adresse fait tout autant que le savoir." From the parlour M.Pelet conducted me to my apartment, my "chambre," as Monsieur said with a certain air of complacency.

It was a very small room, with an excessively small bed, but M.Pelet gave me to understand that I was to occupy it quite alone, which was of course a great comfort.

Yet, though so limited in dimensions, it had two windows.

Light not being taxed in Belgium, the people never grudge its admission into their houses; just here, however, this observation is not very APROPOS, for one of these windows was boarded up; the open windows looked into the boys' playground.

I glanced at the other, as wondering what aspect it would present if disencumbered of the boards.