Get up, Lenorry.

Did you hear the shooting last night ?" Instantly Lenore sat up and stared.
"No.

Was there any ?" "You bet.

But I don't know what it was all about." Lenore dispelled her dreamy state, and, hurriedly dressing, she went down to breakfast.

Her father and Rose were still at the table.
"Hello, big eyes!" was his greeting.
And Rose, not to be outdone, chirped, "Hello, old sleepy-head!" Lenore's reply lacked her usual spontaneity.