Excerpt: ...to them. And over them the outhouse was also built, so that our human efforts might not be wasted. One night, despite a hard day's work, I could not sleep. So I went out on the hillside to enjoy the moonlight. On my way back to the attic I observed a light in the barn. I stopped in to see who was there. It was Sowerby, cleaning out the stable, to the plain disgust of the horses and cows. I asked him if anything was the matter. I learned that he had risen in the middle of the night and gone to work . because that ...
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Excerpt: ...to them. And over them the outhouse was also built, so that our human efforts might not be wasted. One night, despite a hard day's work, I could not sleep. So I went out on the hillside to enjoy the moonlight. On my way back to the attic I observed a light in the barn. I stopped in to see who was there. It was Sowerby, cleaning out the stable, to the plain disgust of the horses and cows. I asked him if anything was the matter. I learned that he had risen in the middle of the night and gone to work . because that was his happiness, his only happiness. Driven by an impulse of distaste for him and his house and market garden, I started to leave in secret. What money was coming to me for my two weeks' work I did not care about
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