"Come in, then; but don't make any noise,
and you must go directly to bed," returned the
Voice.

Ojo unlatched the door and entered. It was
very dark inside and he could see nothing at all.
But the cat exclaimed: "Why, there's no one
here!"

"There must be," said the boy. "Some one
spoke to me."

"I can see everything in the room," replied the
cat, "and no one is present but ourselves. But
here are three beds, all made up, so we may as
well go to sleep."

"What is sleep?" inquired the Patchwork Girl.

"It's what you do when you go to bed," said Ojo.

"But why do you go to bed?" persisted the
Patchwork Girl.

"Here, here! You are making altogether too
much noise," cried the Voice they had heard
before. "Keep quiet, strangers, and go to bed."

The cat, which could see in the dark, looked
sharply around for the owner of the Voice, but