"—And your lovely daddie?"
Silence.
"—Because I know they couldn't enjoy themselves at the theatre, or go to sleep to-night, or anything, if you didn't. But of course, you did. Good-night, sweetness—give a kiss."
"G'night!" The little figure bounced up and put its arms round her and kissed her all over her face. Poppy tucked her in carefully.
"I'm so glad you prayed for mummie and daddie and me," she said fervently. "Good-night, darling-pet."
"G'night."
"You don't have the candle left, do you?"
"No."
"Shall I put the mosquito-curtain round?"
"Yes, please."