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I
knew
it
;
ah
!
I
knew
that
the
rapture
of
inspiration
I
had
just
felt
and
noted
down
was
a
miraculous
heaven-brew
in
my
spirit
in
answer
to
my
yesterday
's
cry
for
aid
.
"
It
was
God
!
It
was
God
!
"
I
cried
to
myself
,
and
I
wept
for
enthusiasm
over
my
own
words
;
now
and
then
I
had
to
stop
and
listen
if
any
one
was
on
the
stairs
.
At
last
I
rose
up
and
prepared
to
go
.
I
stole
noiselessly
down
each
flight
and
reached
the
door
unseen
.
The
streets
were
glistening
from
the
rain
which
had
fallen
in
the
early
morning
.
The
sky
hung
damp
and
heavy
over
the
town
,
and
there
was
no
glint
of
sunlight
visible
.
I
wondered
what
the
day
would
bring
forth
?
I
went
as
usual
in
the
direction
of
the
Town
Hall
,
and
saw
that
it
was
half-past
eight
.
I
had
yet
a
few
hours
to
walk
about
;
there
was
no
use
in
going
to
the
newspaper
office
before
ten
,
perhaps
eleven
.
I
must
lounge
about
so
long
,
and
think
,
in
the
meantime
,
over
some
expedient
to
raise
breakfast
.
For
that
matter
,
I
had
no
fear
of
going
to
bed
hungry
that
day
;
those
times
were
over
,
God
be
praised
!
That
was
a
thing
of
the
past
,
an
evil
dream
.
Henceforth
,
Excelsior
!
But
,
in
the
meanwhile
,
the
green
blanket
was
a
trouble
to
me
.
Neither
could
I
well
make
myself
conspicuous
by
carrying
such
a
thing
about
right
under
people
's
eyes
.
What
would
any
one
think
of
me
?
And
as
I
went
on
I
tried
to
think
of
a
place
where
I
could
have
it
kept
till
later
on
.
It
occurred
to
me
that
I
might
go
into
Semb
's
and
get
it
wrapped
up
in
paper
;
not
only
would
it
look
better
,
but
I
need
no
longer
be
ashamed
of
carrying
it
.
I
entered
the
shop
,
and
stated
my
errand
to
one
of
the
shop
boys
.
He
looked
first
at
the
blanket
,
then
at
me
.
It
struck
me
that
he
shrugged
his
shoulders
to
himself
a
little
contemptuously
as
he
took
it
;
this
annoyed
me
.
"
Young
man
,
"
I
cried
,
"
do
be
a
little
careful
!
There
are
two
costly
glass
vases
in
that
;
the
parcel
has
to
go
to
Smyrna
.
"
This
had
a
famous
effect
.
The
fellow
apologized
with
every
movement
he
made
for
not
having
guessed
that
there
was
something
out
of
the
common
in
this
blanket
.
When
he
had
finished
packing
it
up
I
thanked
him
with
the
air
of
a
man
who
had
sent
precious
goods
to
Smyrna
before
now
.
He
held
the
door
open
for
me
,
and
bowed
twice
as
I
left
.
