And I heard him ask Jennie a lot of professional questions
about me. She had a very good report to give.

She said I slept a good deal in the daytime.

John knows I don't sleep very well at night, for all I'm so
quiet!

He asked me all sorts of questions, too, and pretended to be
very loving and kind.

As if I couldn't see through him!

Still, I don't wonder he acts so, sleeping under this paper
for three months.

It only interests me, but I feel sure John and Jennie are
secretly affected by it.


Hurrah! This is the last day, but it is enough. John is to
stay in town over night, and won't be out until this evening.

Jennie wanted to sleep with me--the sly thing! but I told
her I should undoubtedly rest better for a night all alone.

That was clever, for really I wasn't alone a bit! As soon
as it was moonlight and that poor thing began to crawl and shake
the pattern, I got up and ran to help her.