One Day Solitary.[1151]
I am all right! Good-bye,[1152] old chap!
Twenty-four hours, that won’t be long;
Nothing to do but take a nap,
And—say![1153] can a fellow sing a song?
Will the light fantastic be in order—
A pigeon-wing[1154] on your pantry floor?
What are the rules for a regular boarder?
Be quiet? All right![1155] Cling-clang goes the door.
Clang-clink the bolts, and I am locked in;