But before he knew what he wondered he fell fast asleep.
When he went down to breakfast next morning, he found his father and mother already there. One was munching toast, and the other was reading the paper, in their dull way.
‘Good morning, David,’ said his mother. ‘You’re rather late, darling.’
His father stopped munching toast for a second.
‘Did the birds awake you, too, David?’ he said. ‘I never heard such a noise as there was about dawn.’
‘I heard them,’ said David. ‘I went to sleep again afterwards.’
Just think! That was all that the grown-up people knew about those lovely adventures. David had never felt so sorry for them. Poor things.
And then his mother began reading the paper again, and his father asked her if anything had happened.
‘If anything has happened!’ thought David, a little bit aloud.