Van der Welcke woke that morning from a long, sound sleep and stretched himself luxuriously in the warmth of the sheets. But suddenly he remembered what he had been dreaming; and, as he did so, he gazed into the wardrobe-glass, in which he could just see himself from his pillow. A smile began to flicker about his curly moustache; his blue eyes lit up with merriment. The sheets, which still covered his body--he had flung his arms above his head--rose and fell with the ripple of his silent chuckles; and suddenly, irrepressibly, he burst into a loud guffaw: "Addie!" he shouted, roaring with laughter. "Addie, are you up?... Addie, come here for a minute!"…
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