Sit down close to the door and--you won't be afraid ?" "Oh, no!" "Of course, there is nothing to be afraid of," said Alice.

"Now I will go to the other door." Annie sat there until the moon sank.

She did not feel in the least sleepy.

She sat there and counted up her joys of life and almost forgot poor Margaret who had trampled hers in the dust raised by her own feet of self-seeking.

Then came the whistle and roar of a train and Alice stole around the house.
"It is safe enough for us to go now," said she.