Here he will be warm and comfortable as in his cradle.

That's the way! Don't be afraid of waking him, Gart; he sleeps soundly and will not hear anything.

You may shout, sing, fire a pistol--the boy sleeps soundly." "What do you want, Mariet?
I did not call you here, and I am not pleased that you have come." "Of course, you did not call me here, Haggart; of course, you didn't.
But when the fire was started, I thought: 'Now it will light the way for me to walk.

Now I will not stumble.' And I went.

Your friends will not be offended, Haggart, if I will ask them to step aside for awhile?
I have something to tell you, Gart.