"Middle of the night!" echoed Humphrey, "why it's broad daylight! Look at the hole in the shutter, how sunny it is out of doors. I've been lying awake ever since the cock crew, watching the light get brighter and brighter, and——"
But before he had concluded his sentence his weary little brother had settled himself again on his pillow.
"Miles! Miles!" whispered Humphrey in despair, stooping over him.
"Good night, Humphie," said Miles, sleepily.
"Why, you're going to sleep again," said Humphrey in his ear.
"No, I'm not," said the child, dreamily.
"Yes, you are!" exclaimed Humphrey, forgetting, in his excitement, that he was speaking out loud.
"No, I'm not," repeated Miles, trying to seem very wide-awake: but the fringed eyelids drooped over the heavy eyes, and he tried to keep them open in vain.
An ominous stir from the big bed prevented Humphrey from answering, and he watched Virginie nervously, as she rolled over from one side to the other.