The doctor says if we keep clear of the east winds that he may begin to go out again and get up his strength," said Lucy. "My love, I am thinking of your visitors, and you are thinking of your baby," Sir Tom said. "Oh, Tom, what do you suppose I could be thinking of?" his wife cried.
It was just the room into which one likes to come after a cold journey at Christmas; the fire shining brightly in the midst of the reflectors of burnished steel and brass, shining like gold and silver, of the most luxurious fireplace that skill could contrive (the day of tiled stoves was not as yet), and sending a delicious glow on.
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