“Wakeup，Demi，dear!Iwantyou。“
“Why，I’vejustgonetobed；itcan’tbemorningyet；“andDemiblinkedlikealittleowlashewakedfromhisfirstsoundsleep。
“It’sonlyten，butyourfatherisill，andwemustgotohim。OmylittleJohn!mypoorlittleJohn!“andAuntJolaidherheaddownonthepillowwithasobthatscaredsleepfromDemi’seyesandfilledhisheartwithfearandwonder；forhedimlyfeltwhyAuntJocalledhim“John，“
andweptoverhimasifsomelosshadcomethatlefthimpoor。Heclungtoherwithoutaword，andinaminuteshewasquitesteadyagain，andsaid，withatenderkissasshesawhistroubledface，­；
“Wearegoingtosaygood-bytohim，mydarling，andthereisnotimetolose；sodressquicklyandcometomeinmyroom。ImustgotoDaisy。“