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stopped. The next moment the blind of Willie’s
window was drawn up, and there stood Willie, his
face and his white gown glimmering in the moon-
light. He caught sight of his father, and up went
the sash.

“O papa!” he cried ; “T didn’t think it was
you I was going to see!”

“Who was it then you thought to see?” asked
his father.

«Oh, nobody t_only the o herself, and the
moon perhaps.”

“What new freak of yours is this, my boy?”
said his father, smiling.

“Wait a minute, and I’ll tell you all about it,”
answered Willie.

Out he came in his night-shirt, his bare feet
dancing with pleasure at having his father for his
midnight companion. On the grass, béside the
ruins, in the moonlight, by the gurgling water, he
told him all about it.

“Yes, my boy; you are right,” said his father.
“God never sleeps; and it would be a pity if we
never saw Him at his night-work.”