Hear her callin', callin', callin'?
He'll sure come some day, Mister; he sure will.
Say, do you know where he is ?" The stranger, startled, drew back; "No, no, my boy, certainly not; what do you mean; who are you ?" Like the moaning of the pines came the reply, "Nothin', Mister, nobody can't mean nothin', can they?
I'm jest nobody.

But Pete lives in here; ask Pete." "Is Pete watching the sheep ?" asked Mr.Howitt, anxious to divert the boy's mind to other channels.
"Yes, we're a tendin' 'em now; but they can't trust us, you know; when they call Pete, he just goes, and course I've got to go 'long." "Who is it calls Pete ?" "Why, they, don't you know?
I 'lowed you knowed about things.

They called Pete last night.

The moonlight things was out, and all the shadow things; didn't you see them, Mister?
The moonlight things, the wind, the stars, the shadow things, and all the rest played with Pete in the shiny mists, and, course, I was along.

Didn't you hear singin'?
Pete he always sings that a way, when the moonlight things is out.