The eyes blinked,
“On the bed?”
No response.
“Under the bed?”
No response.
Pauline was at a loss.
“Under your pillow?” she hazarded at length.
The eyelids moved up and down, if not with joy, at any rate with satisfaction.
And very carefully Pauline raised the pillow, and
Mrs. Ilam’s head, and slipped the box underneath both the pillow and the bolster.