"My dear Mr. George," says Grandfather Smallweed, "would you be so kind as help to carry me to the fire? I am accustomed to a fire, and I am an old man, and I soon chill. Oh, dear me!"

"My dear Mr. George," says Grandfather Smallweed, "would you be so kind as to carry me to the fire? I am an old man, and I soon chill. Oh, dear me!"
