"You look very serious to-day." Kitty held up a warning hand.

"Grandmamma sometimes listens at doors," she whispered; "I don't want her to hear me." She waited a little longer, and then approached Mr.Sarrazin, frowning mysteriously.

"Take me up on your knee," she said.

"There's something wrong going on in this house." Mr.Sarrazin took her on his knee, and rashly asked what had gone wrong.
Kitty's reply puzzled him.
"I go to mamma's room every morning when I wake," the child began.

"I get into her bed, and I give her a kiss, and I say 'Good-morning'-- and sometimes, if she isn't in a hurry to get up, I stop in her bed, and go to sleep again.