He didn't even know it was coming." "I am glad of that," said Elnora, pressing the small head against her breast again.
Billy escaped her hand and sat up.

"I guess I won't go to sleep," he said.

"It might 'come softly' and get me." "It won't get you, Billy," said Elnora, rocking and singing between sentences.

"It doesn't get little boys.

It just takes big people who are sick." "Was my pa sick ?" "Yes," said Elnora.