he saw uncle morgan glancing furtively back at the bright square of the door to the living room , his balding brow turning to ladder-rungs , his lips pursing like the chilly mouth of a lake bass ; he saw uncle morgan take a throw-pillow from a nearby chair , saw him put it gently and yet firmly over the sleeping baby 's entire head , holding it there with one hand while he held the other hand flat on the baby 's back .