five in
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Till that time , like you and thousands of others , I had lived my life at school or the lycee , with its imaginary troubles and genuine happinesses , which are so pleasant to look back upon . Our jaded palates still crave for that Lenten fare , so long as we have not tried it afresh . It was a pleasant life , with the tasks that we thought so contemptible , but which taught us application for all that ... '' `` Let the drama begin , '' said Emile , half-plaintively , half-comically . `` When I left school , '' Raphael went on , with a gesture that claimed the right of speaking , `` my father submitted me to a strict discipline ; he installed me in a room near his own study , and I had to rise at five in the morning and be in bed by nine at night . He meant me to take my law studies seriously . I attended the Schools , and read with an advocate as well , but my lectures and work were so narrowly circumscribed by the laws of time and space , and my father required such a strict account of my doings , at dinner , that ... '' `` What is this to me ? '' asked Emile .