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And on Yom Rishon, when we met for tish (it was Motzoei Shabbos when there was a Melaveh Malkeh communal meal), Rav Sha’ul was saying a shiur to them, since he would have to depart early the next day and was having to extend the message until chatzot halailah.

And there were a number of menorot in the upper story, where we had assembled.

And a certain bocher, by the name of Eutychus, was sitting on the window sill and began to succumb to a deep sleep while Rav Sha’ul was saying a shiur that went on and on. Overcome by this sleep, Eutychus fell from the third story downwards, and was picked up dead.

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