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Then I nudged my husband and asked him if he knew what my greatest ambition in life used to be . And of course he did n't . `` Well , Dinky-Dunk , '' I told him , `` it was to be the boy who opens the door at _ Malliard 's _ ! For two whole years I ate my heart out with envy of that boy , who always lived in the odor of such heavenly hot chocolate and wore two rows of shining buttons down his braided coat and was never without white gloves and morning , noon and night paraded about in the duckiest little skull-cap cocked very much to one side like a Grenadier 's ! '' And Dinky-Dunk told me to go to sleep or he 'd smother me with a horse-blanket . So I squirmed back into my blanket and got `` nested '' and watched the fire die away while far , far off somewhere a coyote howled . That made me lonesome , so I got Dinky-Dunk 's hand , and fell asleep holding it in mine .