Mr.
Wright asked me to have an egg, but I shook my head and said "No, thank you" with sublime self-denial.

At the first hint from Aunt Deel I took my candle and went up to bed.
"I ain't afraid o' bears," I heard myself whispering as I undressed.

I whispered a good deal as my imagination ran away into the near future.
Soon I blew out my candle and got into bed.

The door was open at the foot of the stairs.

I could see the light and hear them talking.