JAN [earnestly] I thought. . . Somebody Wanted me.
PIPER
How then?
[With watchful tenderness.]
JAN
I thought I heard Somebody crying.
PIPER
Pfui!—What a dream.—Don't make me cry again.
JAN
Oh, was it you?—Oh, yes!
PIPER [apart, tensely] No Michael yet!
[JAN begins to laugh softly, in a bewildered way; then grows quite happy and forgetful. While the other children waken, he reaches for the pipe and tries to blow upon it, to the PIPER'S amusement. ILSE and HANSEL, the Butcher's children, wake.
ILSE
Oh!
HANSEL
—Oh!
PIPER
Ahe?