| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 115 |
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They walked softly [over] and stood by the cradle [side] looking at the child; [as they looked the baby] kept [moving] turning uneasily in its sleep. Its face was very flushed and its eyes were moving under the half-closed lids. Every now and again its lips were drawn back slightly, showing part of the gums; presently it began to whimper, drawing up itsknees as if in pain. `He seems to have something wrong with him,' said Easton. `I think it's his teeth,' replied the mother. `He's been very restless all day and he was awake nearly all last night.' `P'r'aps he's hungry.' `No, it can't be that. He had the best part of an egg this morning and I've nursed him several times today. And then at dinner-time he had a whole saucer full of fried potatoes with little bits of bacon in it.' Again the infant whimpered and twisted in its sleep, its lips drawn back |
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