"Oh no," said Polynesia. "He has been up an hour and a half.
You'll find him in the house somewhere. The front door is open.
Just push it and go in, He is sure to be in the kitchen cooking
breakfast--or working in his study. Walk right in. I am waiting
to see the sun rise. But upon my word I believe it's forgotten
to rise. It is an awful climate, this. Now if we were in Africa
the world would be blazing with sunlight at this hour of the
morning. Just see that mist rolling over those cabbages. It is
enough to give you rheumatism to look at it. Beastly
climate--Beastly! Really I don't know why anything but frogs
ever stay in England--Well, don't let me keep you. Run along and
see the Doctor."

"Thank you," I said. "I'll go and look for him."

When I opened the front door I could smell bacon frying, so I
made my way to the kitchen. There I discovered a large kettle
boiling away over the fire and some bacon and eggs in a dish upon
the hearth. It seemed to me that the bacon was getting all dried
up with the heat. So I pulled the dish a little further away from
the fire and went on through the house looking for the Doctor.

I found him at last in the Study. I did not know then that it
was called the Study. It was certainly a very interesting room,
with telescopes and microscopes and all sorts of other strange
things which I did not understand about but wished I did. Hanging
on the walls were pictures of animals and fishes and strange
plants and collections of birds' eggs and sea-shells in glass
cases.