You ought to be ashamed of yourself, out of bed at--what _is_ the time ?" "Past ten o'clock." "You are not telling me a fib, I hope, about keeping up a clear fire ?" said Corona sternly.
"If you like, I will open the door just a little: then you can see for yourself." "Cer--tainly not.

But if you've been looking after yourself properly, why did you sneeze just now ?" "'Sneeze'?
I never sneezed." Silence, for a moment-- "_Somebody_ sneezed.

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I 'stinctly heard it," Corona insisted.
"Now I come to think, it sounded--" There was another pause while, with a question in her eye, she turned and stared at the casement.