"From the head of the bed."
Mr. B.—"You won't want that new novel now that you have the new baby, will you?"
Mrs. B.—"Yes, I want them both. To have and to hold."
She—"You say your automobile has been acting strangely all day?"
He—"Yes; it has stopped I don't know how many times."
She—"And what are you putting the oil on it for?"
He—"To stop it stopping."