Julian
(going up to her with a smile).
What is the matter with my little child?
Lily.
I don't know, father; I was very frightened.
Julian.
'Twas nothing but a dream. Look—I am with you.
Lily.
I am wake now; I know you're there; but then
I did not know it.
[Smiling.]
Julian.
Lie down now, darling. Go to sleep again.
Lily
(beseechingly).
Not yet. Don't tell me go to sleep again;
It makes me so, so frightened! Take me up,
And let me sit upon your knee.—Where's mother?
I cannot see her.
Julian.
She's not at home, my child;
But soon she will be back.
Lily.
But if she walk
Out in the dark streets—so dark, it will catch her.
Julian.
She will not walk—but what would catch her, sweet?