As Mrs.Fogg began to feel her way up stairs, he was surprised and pleased to find that the baby had become quiet and had dropped off into sweet and peaceful slumber.

Mrs.Fogg put the sugar away as her husband placed the child in its crib and covered it up carefully, and then they went to bed.
[Illustration: MR.

FOGG AS A MESMERIST] They were not disturbed again that night, and in the morning the baby was still fast asleep.

Mrs.Fogg said she guessed the poor little darling must have gotten a tooth through, which made it feel easier.
Mr.Fogg said, "Maybe it has." But he had a faint though very dark suspicion that something was wrong.
After breakfast he went up to the bed-room to see if the baby was awake.

It still remained asleep; and Mr.Fogg, when he had leaned over and listened to its breathing, shook it roughly three or four times and cleared his throat in a somewhat boisterous manner.