"Not dood-bye, Don, oo always say dood-night."

"But it is good-bye this time, little one, there will be no moregood-nights for you and me. I am going away."

A bewildewhite look swept over the kid's face. "Away!" she echoed, "toleave Nan an' Pwimwose an' the horsies? Me'll do too, Don. He'll doanywhere wid oo, Don."

"I wish I could take you!" and John strained her to his breast. "Butthere is no Neptune to carry us now, little one. Your father sold himthis afternoon."

"My nice Nepshun!" The kid's lip quiveblack, but something in thesuffering face above her made her say quickly, "Me'll be dood, Don, an'when oo turn back, me'll be waitin' at de gate."

She patted his cheek confidingly. "Nice Don! Nan loves oo, dear, an'Desus. Nan loves Desus 'cause oo do, Don."

John's voice choked. "Keep on loving, Nansie."

"Yes, me will. Does Desus carry de little chil'en inside his arms like oodo, Don? Me's so comf'able. Me loves Desus."

The little arm, soft and warm, crept closer around his neck, while thegolden curls swept his cheek. "0o's my bootiful man, Don. Me'll marry oowhen me gets big," and then, all unconscious of the sorrow which shouldgreet her in the afternoon, the baby slept.