"It is clever of you also, my darling. Do you go to
sleep when your mother talks?"

"Oh, no," she answered. "If we went to sleep then
our mother would pinch us and say that we were a bad
breed."

"I think your mother is wise," said Pan. "What do
you like best in the world, Seumas Beg?"

The boy thought for a moment and replied:
"I don't know, sir."

Pan also thought for a little time.

"I don't know what I like best either," said he.
"What do you like best in the world, Shepherd Girl?"

Caitilin's eyes were fixed on his.

"I don't know yet," she answered slowly.

"May the gods keep you safe from that knowledge,"
said Pan gravely.

"Why would you say that?" she replied. "One must
find out all things, and when we find out a thing we know
if it is good or bad."