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Although Mr. Harris had expressed himself satisfied with his couch in the / music-room, yet as it was hard and narrow, his slumbers were not very / profound, and at two o'clock in the morning he awoke from a light doze, and / began to sniff in the darkness.
"I believe I smell fire," he said to himself.