I found him in trouble, the next time I awoke, because he could not find his socks; and my last hazy remembrance is of being rolled over on my side, and of hearing Harris muttering something about its being an extraordinary thing where his umbrella could have got to.
La seconda volta che io mi svegliai, lo trovai in ansia per le calze; e la mia ultima nebbiosa rimembranza è di esser stato rotolato su un fianco, e di aver udito Harris mormorare dove diamine mai avesse cacciato l’ombrello.