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I 'll keep going till I drop . '' Nevertheless , when at the end of the first act of a pretty play by a well-trained company of school children he was ordered to go three miles to a football field , and then ordered away again without a sight of the game he had planned for a week to see , his disgust was intense . All through that long , warm afternoon he raced about the city and suburbs , growing wearier and more empty with every step . The worst of it was the orders were beginning to assume the form of a schedule , and commanded that he be here at 3:15 , and there at 4:05 , and so on , which forbade loitering had he been inclined to loiter . In it all he could see no purpose , except the possible one of trying his physical endurance . He was a strong boy , or he would have been quite exhausted long before he reached `` Env . No. 17 , '' which was the last but three of the packet .