I have gone to my room to wait. Don't come.
So Tiny waited down below all day.
But towards evening, he crept up, and peeped.
And there was Baby waiting by the window, nursing her pussy-kitten.
And as she nursed, she sang,
"Hushaby,
Hushaby,
Here at twilight,
Waiting, I,
Sweet-contented,
Know not why—
Hushaby,
Hushaby."
Then Tiny put his finger to his lips, and stole away without a word.
But Baby waited at the window, looking East.
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Then at dusk the good old doctor came from the Castle with a basket on his arm.