"Mis' Peter not go train," Kow announced, presently.
All Alix's vague suspicions awakened.
"Not go train?" she asked, with a premonitory pang.
Kow made a large gesture, as indicating affairs disorganized.
"Him no go to bed," he further stated.
Alix stopped the busy chopping that she was carrying on at the end of the kitchen table, and looked at the Chinese boy fearfully.
"Mr. Peter not go to bed?" she echoed with a sick heart.
"No sleep!" Kow announced, positively. And pleased with her tense interest, he added, "Boss come late. He walkin' on porch."
"He came in late and walked on the porch!" Alix echoed in a low tone, as if to herself. "And you say he didn't sleep, Kow?"
"Bed all same daytime," the boy said. And with the artless laugh of his race he added, "_I_ go sleep."