Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Motherless families -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
"Well, drink off this teeny drop of milk; it will strengthen you." He
brought the bowl to Diana, who sipped of a few spoonfuls; but then she
shook her head.
"I's sick," she said; "it aren't good to eat when you is sick."
"Well, do come now," said Orion. "If you don't go at once they will
find us; and you promised, and you never broke your word yet."
"I underland," said Diana; "I would not bweak my word; that would be
mean."
"Well, let us go now."
Diana slipped off the little bench on which she had seated herself.
She was still in her circus dress; her little bow was hung at her
side, her arrow slung round her neck. Orion was also in his pretty
dress, with his tiny sword and belt, his blue jacket and little white
knickers.
"Let's put on our shoes," he said; "we can't go far in bare feet."
"We can't go far in bare foots," echoed Diana, in a dreary sort of
voice. "I's s'eepy. Shall we wun away in the morning, Orion?"
"No; to-night! to-night!" he said, in terror. "You'll break your
promise if we don't go to-night."
"All wight," she answered.
He brought her shoes, slipped them on her feet, buttoned them, and put
on his own; then he took her hand in his. They opened the door of
their bedroom and ran down a long passage, at the end of which was
another door; it was on the latch. Orion opened it, and the little
children found themselves at the back of the stage. There were no
people about to see them, even Aunt Sarah was far away in one of the
wings.
"There! we is safe," said Orion. "We has runned away, and we are
safe."
"We has wunned away and we is safe," echoed Diana, in that dreary
little voice. "But, Orion, I's drefful s'eepy."
"Never mind," said Orion; "we'll sleep in the fields."
"We'll s'eep in the fields," echoed Diana, in a vague manner.
Orion took her hand; they ran as fast as they could down a shady lane,
for the great circus tent had been put outside the town.
CHAPTER XXII.
THE MILKMAN.
It was a lovely summer's night, and as the children ran, Orion looked
up at the stars.
"Why, it's a starful night!" he cried, in a joyful voice, "and there's
me. Do look at me, Di! There I am up in the sky, ever so big and
'portant."
"So you is," said Diana, laughing and then checking herself. "Is it
far to----"
"To where, Di?"
"To the garding," said Diana; "to the dead-house where Rub-a-Dub is.
Let's go and sit on the little bench and see the dead 'uns--let's
count 'em; I wonder how many there is!" She stopped suddenly and gazed
around her.
"What do you mean?" said Orion, in some alarm. "We are nowhere near
the garden. Don't you know where we are, Diana?"
"Yes, I do now, course," she answered, with a laugh. "I think I was
dweaming; it's my head; it's keer. I want to s'eep awfu'."
"Well, here are the fields," said Orion; "here's a beautiful green
field, and the moon is shining on it. Oh, and there's a hole in the
hedge; let's creep in."
"Let's k'eep in," said Diana.
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