I thought I would think of flowers, and of Dr.
Brown, for he is very cheerful to think of.

So I thought of Sunflowers, and how they eat the air, and go to sleep at night, and perhaps look like the three women in the Fairy Tale.

And I thought I would always pick flowers in the morning now, and never at night, when they want to go to sleep and not to be woke up in a parlour with candles.
And then I wondered: Would they wake with candles if they had begun to go to sleep?
Would they wake with a jump, as I did, if Jael flashed the Rushlight in their faces?
Would the moon wake them?
Were they awake then, that very minute, like me, or asleep, as I was before Jael came in?
Did they look like the picture in the Fairy Book, with their glory leaves folded over their faces?
If I took a candle now, and held it before St.George of England, looking like that, would he wake with a start, and spread his glory leaves out all round, and stare at me, broad-wide awake?
Then I thought how often I had gone out early, and wet my petticoats, to see if any of them had no dew on their faces, and that I had never gone out at night to see if they looked like the women in the Fairy Tale; and I wondered why I never had, and I supposed it was because I was silly, and perhaps afraid of going out in the dark.
Then I remembered that it wasn't dark.

There was a moon: besides my having a Rushlight.
Then I wondered if I was very very silly, and why Dr.Brown had called me a Michaelmas Goose.

But I remembered that it must be because to-morrow, was the 29th of September.
Then the stairs clock struck eleven.
I counted all the strokes, and then I saw that the Rushlight was getting dim again, so I got up and snuffed it, and all the moons came out as bright as ever; but I did not feel in the least sleepy.
I did not feel frightened any more.