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Life and Perambulations of a Mouse by Dorothy Kilner
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these we feasted most deliciously till our hunger was fully
satisfied, and then creeping into a little hole, just big enough
to contain us both, behind one of the jars of sweetmeats, reposed
ourselves with a nap, after our various and great fatigues which
we had gone through. I never was a remarkably sound sleeper, the
least noise disturbs me, and I was awakened in the morning by the
servant-maid's coming into the room to sweep it, and get it ready
for the reception of her mistress and family, who soon after
entered. As I wanted to know from whom the voices I heard
proceeded, I stepped softly from behind the jar and just peeped
under the door into the room, where I discovered a gentleman, two
ladies, and a little boy and girl.

As I was totally unacquainted with all places of retreat, and did
not know how soon any of them might have occasion to open the
closet door, I instantly returned to my brother; and, awaking him,
told him it was time for us to be upon our guard, as the family
were all up and about.

Whilst we were thus situated, the first words I heard distinctly
were those of the gentleman, saying, 'No, Frank, I can never have
a good opinion of him; the boy who could once deceive may, for
aught I know, do so again; he has, by breaking his word, forfeited
the only dependence one could possibly have in him. A person who
has once lost his honour has no means left of gaining credit to
his assertions. By honour, Frank, I would be understood to speak
of veracity, of virtue, of scorning to commit a mean action, and
not that brutish sense in which some understand it, as if it
consisted in a readiness to fight and resent an injury; for so far
am I from considering such behaviour as any proof of honour, that,
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