But Tiny asked with his eye-brows, and prayed with his hands,
"Enough for one night, Baby?"
So Baby went back to her bread-and-milk, and said,
"Very well, then. Some more to-morrow, though, because of the Commander-in-Chief."
But Tiny answered,
"Good time now; bad time never," which was rather a favourite saying of his.
And he got up from the thin chair, and fainted away in the fat one, murmuring,
"Tiny, sleep a lirel longer,
Till the lirel limbs are stronger,
Sleep, my lirel one, sleep, my prery one,
Sleep."
16
And about the middle of that very night, Cooey flew in at the window, with a writing under his wing; for the windows have to be open all the time in That Country: for that is one of the rules; and you have to keep the rules everywhere always just the same—else you suffer; which is Law.