It was very dark inside and he could see nothing at all.

But the cat exclaimed: "Why, there's no one here!" "There must be," said the boy.

"Some one spoke to me." "I can see everything in the room," replied the cat, "and no one is present but ourselves.

But here are three beds, all made up, so we may as well go to sleep." "What is sleep ?" inquired the Patchwork Girl.
"It's what you do when you go to bed," said Ojo.
"But why do you go to bed ?" persisted the Patchwork Girl.
"Here, here! You are making altogether too much noise," cried the Voice they had heard before.

"Keep quiet, strangers, and go to bed." The cat, which could see in the dark, looked sharply around for the owner of the Voice, but could discover no one, although the Voice had seemed close beside them.