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Did you ever hear of such a thing—a cap to get too small for one’s head! (Looking about him.) Where are you, Pesele?

&emsp;(from the other room) I’m lying on the oven.

You feel cold?

I’m asleep.

Have the roosters crowed yet?

Long ago.