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PART II - CHAPTER VII
THE FASCINATIONS OF THE FORBIDDEN APPLE

just putting a chicken, wrapped in a piece of flannel, on the warm hob to coax it into life; it looked very feeble. George was asleep, with his head in his arms on the table; the father was asleep on the sofa, very comfortable and admirable; I heard Emily fleeing upstairs, presumably to dress.
`He stays out so late-up at the Ram Inn,' whispered the mother in a high whisper, looking at George; `and then he 's up at five-he doesn't get his proper rest.' She turned to the chicks, and continued in her whisper: ' The mother left them just before they hatched out, so we 've been bringing them on here. This one's a bit weak-I thought I'd hot him up a bit,' she laughed with a quaint little frown of deprecation. Eight or nine yellow, fluffy little mites were cheeping and scuffling in the fender. Lettie bent over them; they were tame, and ran among her fingers.
Suddenly George's mother gave a loud cry, and rushed to the fire. There was a smell of singed down. The chicken had toddled into the fire, and gasped its last faint gasp among the red-hot cokes. The father jumped from the sofa; George sat up with wide eyes; Lettie gave a little cry and a shudder; Trip rushed round and began to bark. There was a smell of cooked meat.
`There goes number onel' said the mother, with her queer little laugh. It made me laugh too.
'What's a matter-what's a matter?' asked the father excitedly.
`It 's a chicken been and walked into the fire-I put it on the hob to warm,' explained his wife.
`Goodness-I couldn't think what was upl' he said, and dropped his head to trace gradually the border between sleeping and waking.
George sat and smiled at us faintly, he was too dazed to speak. His chest still leaned against the table, and his arms were spread out thereon, but he lifted his face, and looked at Lettie with his dazed, dark eyes, and smiled faintly at her. His hair was all ruffled, and his shirt collar unbuttoned. Then he got up slowly, pushing his chair back with a loud noise, and stretched himself, pressing his arms upwards with a long, heavy stretch.

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