"I'd like to know it," he said, "but I suppose I can't."
And the Star Lady answered,--
"Not now, perhaps some day."
"Do you do anything else besides hunting for little lost stars?"
"Oh, yes," she said, coming a trifle nearer his bed, "sometimes we find little stars on earth that have never been in the sky, and they shine so very brightly that we take them up there, too."
"What kind of stars?"
"Would you like to see them?"
"You bet I would," Marmaduke started to say, then stopped. That sounded rather rude. Still she didn't reprove him; she didn't seem to mind it a bit. There was something very homelike about her, for all she was so radiant and bright.
"I understand perfectly," she assured him, "but we must be off before daylight." Then she turned to the bureau.
"Take the Little Blue Lamp with you, then you'll seem like a star, too."