The flood broke and Billy screamed in desperation.
Out of the night a soft, warm young figure flashed through the door and with a swoop caught him in her arms.

She dropped into a chair, nestled him closely, drooped her fragrant brown head over his little bullet-eyed red one, and rocked softly while she crooned over him-- "Billy, boy, where have you been?
Oh, I have been to seek a wife, She's the joy of my life, But then she's a young thing and she can't leave her mammy!" Billy clung to her frantically.

Elnora wiped his eyes, kissed his face, swayed and sang.
"Why aren't you asleep ?" she asked at last.
"I don't know," said Billy.

"I tried.

I tried awful hard cos I thought he wanted me to, but it ist wouldn't come.