"Not?" cried Poppy, in shocked surprise.
"No." (A pause.) "They's too tired."
"Oh, but Cinthie! Fancy, if they died in their sleep! How sorry they'd be they hadn't said their prayers."
An uncomfortable pause. Poppy drank some more coffee.
"I know you would never go to sleep without saying your prayers."
A silence.
"I hope you prayed for me to-night, sweetness?"
A silence.
"—And for that darling mummie of yours?"
Silence.