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 wouldn’t disturb you; indeed, indeed I wouldn’t! You don’t know how quiet I lie. If I’m wakeful ever I seem to have such a lot to think about, and I lie so still and quiet, you can’t think. I never wake Mrs. Led ward, indeed. Do let me, mother; just try me!”

Lotty broke out into passionate weeping, wrung her hands, and hid her face in the pillow. Ida was terrified, and exerted every effort to console this strange grief. The outburst only endured a minute or two, however; then a mood of vexed impatience grew out of the anguish and despair, and Lotty pushed away the child fretfully.

“I’ve often told you, you can’t, you mustn’t bother me. There, there; you don’t mean any harm, but you put me out, bothering me, Ida. Tell me, what do you think about when you lay awake? Don’t you think you’d give anything to get off to sleep again? I know I do; I can’t bear to think; it makes my head ache so.”

“Oh, I like it. Sometimes I think over what I’ve been reading, in the animal book, and the geography-book; and—and then I begin my