"Mortimer? Mortimer?" Simon Hedges said with confusion.
"Where are you?"
"Look up, you ninny. I'm on the roof." Simon said.
"What the blazes are you doing perched up there?" Simon shook his head.
"Guess what! The cupola and weather vane had finally arrived! I couldn't wait all morning for you to wake up so I decided to do it myself." Mortimer was so excited he almost tripped.
"Come on down before you kill yourself. I swear I'll put them up for you this afternoon."
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