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I started the packing. It seemed a longer job than I had thought it was going to be; but I got the bag finished at last, and I sat on it and strapped it.
“Aren’t you going to put the boots in?” said Harris. And I looked around, and found I had forgotten them. I opened the bag and packed the boots in; and then, just as I was going to close it, a horrible idea occurred to me. Had I packed my tooth-brush? I don’t know how it is, but I never know whether I’ve packed my tooth-brush.
My tooth-brush is a thing that haunts me when I’m travelling, and makes my life a misery. I dream that I haven’t packed it, and get out of bed and hunt for it. And, in the morning, I pack it before I have used it, and have to unpack again to get it, and it is always the last thing I turn out of the bag: and then I repack and forget it. and have to rush upstairs for it at the last moment and carry it to the railway station, wrapped up in my pockethandkerchief.
When I had finished, George asked if the soap was in. I said I didn’t care whether the soap was in or whether it wasn’t; and I slammed the bag and strapped it, and found that I had packed my tobacco in it, and had to reopen it.
Harris thought that he and George had better do the rest, and I agreed and sat down.
After “Three Men in a Boat” by J. K. Jerome