I'm well acquainted with the moon, and--" "Hush!" Louise interrupted.

"Don't you hear something stirring--there, behind us ?" He laughed.

"Of course something's always 'stirring behind us' on the prairie, and things you can't hear at all in the day are almost loud at night.

There are thousands of sounds that never get to your ears when the sun is busy, but when Aunt Primrose Moon is saying, 'Hush! Hush!' to the naughty children of this world, you can hear a whole new population at work, cracking away like mad.

Say, ain't I letting myself go to-night ?" he added, giggling again and sitting down beside her.