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TEN NIGHTS IN A BAR-ROOM.
back. There sat her husband, upright and staring fearfully.
"Don't, Fanny! don't go away!" he cried, in a frightened voice.
"Joe! Joe! why will you be so foolish? It's nothing but imagination. Now do lie down and shut your eyes. Keep them shut. There now."
And she laid a hand over his eyes, and pressed it down tightly.
"I wish Doctor Green was here," said the wretched man.
"He could give me some thing."
"Shall I go for him?"
"Go, Fanny! Run over right quickly."
"But you won't keep in bed."
"Yes, I will. There now." And he drew the clothes over his face. "There; I'll lie just so until you come back. Now run, Fanny, and don't stay a minute."
Scarcely stopping to think, Mrs. Morgan went hurriedly from the room, and drawing an
