The prisoner, wrapt in this covering, tried to sleep, and only succeeded in shivering.
But on the morrow he could at least remain lying down all day in his hammock?
Not at all.
At seven o'clock in the morning the jailer came in, wished the Representative "Good-morning," made him get up, and rolled up the hammock on its shelf near the ceiling.
But in this case could not the prisoner take down the authorized hammock, unroll it, hook it up, and lie down again?
Yes, he could.

But then there was the dungeon.
This was the routine.

The hammock for the night, the chair for the day.
Let us be just, however.

Some obtained beds, amongst others MM.

Thiers and Roger (du Nord).