"keep out of the way of this bed, julius," he said. "it is coming around that way again. step to one side, julius, please, and let the bed walk around and stretch its legs. i never saw a bed spread itself so," he continued, seeming to enjoy his own lancashire humor. "all night i seemed to feel a great pain creeping over me, julius," he said, hesitatingly, again filling his celery-glass, "but i see now that it was a counterpane."