"Manners," said Aladdin, "you don't look as if you hated me any more."
"You sleep," said Manners. "That's what you need."
Aladdin thought for a long time and tried to remember what he wanted to say, and shutting his eyes, to think better, fell asleep.
For the third time he awoke. Manners was back on the soap-box, still as a sphinx, and smoking his pipe.
"Please come and talk some more," said Aladdin.
Again Manners came.
"Tell me about it," said Aladdin.
"You be good and go to sleep," said Manners.
"What time is it?"
"Nearly morning."
"Still storming?"
"No; stars out and warmer."
Aladdin thought a moment.
"Manners," he said, "please talk to me. How did you find me?"
"Simply enough," said Manners. "I
