"Yes, Miss."
"Bring me my watch, Min, and show me the hour. Didn't I hear you say 'Bernard,' just now, in your sleep? You haven't any Bernard; that's for me to say."
"No, Miss, I haven't any Bernard."
"Well, then, you shouldn't talk so in your sleep."
"True enough."
"Well, no matter, Minny; it wasn't my Bernard you mean't, I am quite sure. May be you were talking about those priests on that great snowy mountain, somewhere in the world, which you made me so sleepy reading about the other evening?"
"The Monks of St. Bernard, Miss."
"Yes; how droll!"
"Will you get up, Miss Della?"