"'Member we is going away, and that you promised," he said. "Isn't it time for us to be off?"
"Yes, Orion," she answered.
"Well, drink off this teeny drop of milk; it will strengthen you." He brought the bowl to Diana, who sipped of a few spoonfuls; but then she shook her head.
"I's sick," she said; "it aren't good to eat when you is sick."
"Well, do come now," said Orion. "If you don't go at once they will find us; and you promised, and you never broke your word yet."
"I underland," said Diana; "I would not bweak my word; that would be mean."
"Well, let us go now."
Diana slipped off the little bench on which she had seated herself. She was still in her circus dress; her little bow was hung at her side, her arrow slung round her neck. Orion was also in his pretty dress, with his tiny sword and belt, his blue jacket and little white knickers.
"Let's put on our shoes," he said; "we can't go far in bare feet."
"We can't go far in bare foots," echoed Diana, in a dreary sort of voice. "I's s'eepy. Shall we wun away in the morning, Orion?"