"In bed—asleep."
"But—if he wakes!"
"Why, he'll lie perfectly quiet till he sleeps again. I told him never to repeat that escapade."
"But he may get frightened——"
"You forget, sir," said she smilingly, "he's my child. He could not be afraid.... What a mournful face!"
"I'm horribly jealous of him."
"If Winchie didn't keep us apart, he never could push us apart now."
"I'm very selfish," he said despondently. "I want all—all!"
"Here we are—sad again."
He sighed. "And in a few minutes you'll have to go."