And I suppose the gate was only a game, too." Hester felt that the subject would be quite beyond her powers of explanation if once the gate were introduced into it.
She laid Regie down and covered him.
"And you will go to sleep now.

And I will ask Uncle Dick when next he comes to show us how he did the game with the half-penny." "Yes," said Regie, dejectedly.

"I'd rather know what there is to be known.

Only I _thought_ it was a flying one.

Good-night, Auntie Hester." She stayed beside him a few minutes until his even breathing showed her he was asleep, and then slipped back to her own room.