"'Well, what did you do, Chrissy?'
"'Said my prayers, Charlie.'
"'And then?'
"'Said them again.'
"'And nothing else?'
"'Yes; I tried to get out of the window, but that was of no use; for I could not open it. And it was one story high at least.'
"'And what did you do next?'
"'Said over all my hymns.'
"'And then—what did you do next?'
"'Why do you ask me so many times?'