He was wrapped in a loose dressing-gown of light material, and stood near the corner where the women's dresses had just been thrown down, quite out of sight of all the party, except Mrs. Let’s go up to my room. He knew she would be there, practicing alone in 118. His voice had broken. One comes at last to the step from dreams to reality. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth.
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