"Here," said a well known and affectionate voice.
"Where's here?" asked Jimmieboy, faintly, opening his eyes and gazing up into a very familiar face.
"You interrupted me, my son," remarked the owner of the familiar face. "I was about to say, 'Here now, Jimmieboy, this business of falling out of bed has got to stop.' This is the fifth time in two weeks that I have had to restore you to your comfortable couch. Where have you been this time?"
"Off with Bikey," murmured Jimmieboy, rubbing his eyes and gazing about his nursery.
"Nonsense," said his daddy, the owner of the familiar voice. "With Bikey? Why Bikey has been in the laundry all night." Which fact Bikey never denied, but nowadays when the incident is mentioned he agitates his cyclometer violently, and shakes all over as if he thought it was a good joke on somebody.
In all of which I am inclined to agree with him.