“I suppose I ought to wake these owls up,” she thought, looking at them snuggled close to her. She gave the one on her right a little shake and he immediately opened his eyes very widely, as before.
THE WATCHMAN.
“Well, what is it?” he asked sharply.
“It’s time to get up,” said Girlie.
“It isn’t,” said the Owl. “Fluffy and I are going to sleep all day.”
“Oh, is that his name—Fluffy?” repeated Girlie, looking at the other Owl. “What’s yours?”
“Stuffy,” said the Owl, yawning.
“Oh!” said Girlie. “Shall I tell you mine?” she asked, wishing to be sociable.
“You can, if you like,” said the Owl.