The wind wuthered so I couldn't go to sleep and I heard some one crying and wanted to find out who it was.

What were you crying for ?" "Because I couldn't go to sleep either and my head ached.

Tell me your name again." "Mary Lennox.

Did no one ever tell you I had come to live here ?" He was still fingering the fold of her wrapper, but he began to look a little more as if he believed in her reality.
"No," he answered.

"They daren't." "Why ?" asked Mary.
"Because I should have been afraid you would see me.