“No, sir,” said Seumas; “I go to sleep when he talks.”
“That is very clever of you,” said Pan.
“I go to sleep too,” said Brigid.
“It is clever of you also, my darling. Do you go to sleep when your mother talks?”
“Oh, no,” she answered. “If we went to sleep then our mother would pinch us and say that we were a bad breed.”
“I think your mother is wise,” said Pan. “What do you like best in the world, Seumas Beg?”
The boy thought for a moment and replied: “I don’t know, sir.”
Pan also thought for a little time.
“I don’t know what I like best either,” said he. “What do you like best in the world, Shepherd Girl?”
Caitilin’s eyes were fixed on his.