And the first thing any one knew there was little Doctor Fisher looking at them through his big spectacles and beaming all over his face.
"Well—well—well!" he could hardly stop himself. "And so you are having a good time," he said to Jasper.
"I should rather think so," said Jasper, lifting a bright face.
"I suppose now you don't know what time it is," said the little Doctor.
"Oh, it's early, I know," said Jasper, easily; "why, we have hardly got through supper, it seems to me."
"Then you must have been a good while at supper," said Doctor Fisher, composedly, and pulling out his big silver watch, "for it's nine o'clock."
"Nine o'clock!" exclaimed Jasper and Ben together.
"Fact." Doctor Fisher nodded so briskly that his spectacles slipped down to the end of his nose, "And so it's time for you to hop into bed, Jasper."
"O dear!" said Jasper, with a glance at the silken canopy and covers, and trying not to show a wry face.
"In with you! I give you ten minutes." The little Doctor laughed and went off, and immediately the room was in a bustle, Ben helping along the operation of getting Jasper to bed. And presently the light was out and Jasper was saying, "Oh, thank you, Ben, ever so much. Good night."