Then he took up the quarters, and was proceeding to fold them in a similar parcel, when he heard Jessie's voice from below.
"Hughie, what are you doing ?" She was coming up the stair.
He jumped from the bed to go to meet her.

A quarter fell on the floor and rolled under the bed.

It seemed to Hughie as if it would never stop rolling, and as if Jessie must hear it.

Wildly he scrambled on the floor in the dark, seeking for the quarter, while Jessie came nearer and nearer.
"Are you going to bed already, Hughie ?" she asked.
Quickly Hughie went out to the hall to meet her.
"Yes," he yawned, gratefully seizing upon her suggestion.

"I'm awfully sleepy.