"I could swear that I read over their names at the grate yesterday afternoon with my own lips; and yet, look as long as I may, I certainly can't find them written down here.

Give us a pinch, friend.

Am I awake, or dreaming?
drunk or sober this morning ?" "Sober, I hope," said a quiet voice at his elbow.

"I have just looked in to see how you are after yesterday." "How I am, Citizen Lomaque?
Petrified with astonishment.

You yourself took charge of that man and woman for me, in the waiting-room, yesterday morning; and as for myself, I could swear to having read their names at the grate yesterday afternoon.