Right now, it's peaceful as Sunday morning down in Maine; so you go in and get some sleep, while you have a chance, and stop thinking about things.

Go on, Jean.

I'll call you plenty early; you needn't be afraid of missing the train." Jean smiled a little at the tender, protective note of authority in his voice and manner.

Whether she permitted it or not, Lite would go right on watching over her and taking care of her.

With a sudden desire to please him, she rose obediently.