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turmoil had worn upon me, and within two minutes I was something more
than half asleep. Mrs. McWilliams roused me:
"
"
"
Darling, is that register turned on?"
No."
I thought as much. Please turn it on at once. This room is cold."
I turned it on, and presently fell asleep again. I was aroused once
more:
"
Dearie, would you mind moving the crib to your side of the bed? It is
nearer the register."
I moved it, but had a collision with the rug and woke up the child. I
dozed off once more, while my wife quieted the sufferer. But in a little
while these words came murmuring remotely through the fog of my
drowsiness:
"Mortimer, if we only had some goose grease--will you ring?"
I climbed dreamily out, and stepped on a cat, which responded with a
protest and would have got a convincing kick for it if a chair had not
got it instead.
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