Then Tiny sat up in bed, and read the writing by the moon; while Cooey perched on Baby's shoulder, as she slept, and crooned to her.
And the writing ran in a great blob hand like a baby's,
Come back at once. Cowud. Leaving it all to me to do. And I never would have believed it of u. This is one for your snuk. There is Goliuf to pay for yet.
The Hon. St Jack-Assquire.
P.S.—I am getting ready a nice supprize for u and the Redgment.
Then Tiny shut his eyes, and folded his hands very piously, and said a lot of things low to himself.
And after that he scribbled on the back of the writing,
"Charmed, I'm shaw," and gave it Cooey, who splashed out of the window with it.
And when the splashing of Cooey's wings had died away, Tiny got up, and bent over Baby as she slept and whispered in her ear,
"Good-bye, Baby. Now I go home."