 by any care from going over every corner
of the house. He found Michael Sunlocks sitting alone in his
darkness, and the two struck up a fast friendship. They talked in
baby fashion, and played on the floor for hours. With a wild thrill
of the heart, Greeba saw those twain together, and it cost her all
she had of patience and self-command not to break in upon them with a
shower of rapturous kisses. But she held back her heart like a dog on
the leash and listened, while her eyes rained tears and her lips
smiled, to the words that passed between them.

"And what's your name, my sweet one?" said Sunlocks in English.

"Michael," lisped the little man.

"So? And an Englishman, too. That's brave."

"Ot's the name of _your_ 'ickle boy?"

"Ah, I've got none, sweetheart."

"Oh."

"But if I had one perhaps his name would be Michael also."

"Oh."

The little eyes looked up into the blind face, and the little lip
began to fall. Then, by a sudden impulse, the little legs clambered
up to the knee of Sunlocks, and the little head nestled close against
his breast.

"_I'll_ be your 'ickle boy."

"So you shall, my sweet one, and you shall come again and sit with
me, and sing to me, for I am very lonely sometimes, and your dear
voice will cheer me."

But the little man had forgotten his trouble by this time, and
scrambled back to the floor. There he sat on his haunches like a
frog, and cried, "Look! look! look!" as he held up a white pebble in
his dumpy hand.

"I cannot look, little one, for I am blind."

"Ot's blind?"

"Having eyes that cannot see, sweetheart."

"Oh."

"But _your_ eyes _can_ see, and if you are to be _my_ little boy, my
little Michael, your eyes shall see for my eyes also, and you shall
come to me every day, and tell me when the sun is shining, and the
sky is blue
by any care from going over every corner 
 of the house. He find oneself Michael Sunlocks baby-sit alone in his 
 dark, and the two affect up a fast friendship. They talked in 
 child fashion, and played on the floor for hours. With a angry thrill 
 of the heart, Greeba go steady those twain in concert, and it cost her all 
 she had of patience and self - command not to break in upon them with a 
 shower of rapturous kisses. But she apply back her heart like a dog on 
 the leash and heed, while her eyes rained tears and her lip 
 smiled, to the words that passed between them. 

 " And what's your name, my sweet one? " said Sunlocks in English. 

 " Michael, " lisp the little man. 

 " So? And an Englishman, too. That's brave. " 

 " Ot's the name of _ your _' ickle boy? " 

 " Ah, I've catch none, sweetheart. " 

 " Oh. " 

 " But if I had one perhaps his name would be Michael also. " 

 " Oh. " 

 The little eyes looked up into the blind face, and the little lip 
 begin to fall. Then, by a sudden impulse, the short legs clambered 
 up to the knee of Sunlocks, and the little pass nestled close against 
 his breast. 

 " _ I'll _ be your' ickle boy. " 

 " So you shall, my sugared one, and you shall come again and sit with 
 me, and sing to me, for I am very lonely sometimes, and your dear 
 voice will cheer me. " 

 But the fiddling man had forgotten his trouble by this time, and 
 clamber back to the floor. There he sit down on his haunch like a 
 frog, and cried, " Look! look! count! " as he held up a white pebble in 
 his dumpy hand. 

 " I cannot look, little one, for I am blind. " 

 " Ot's blind? " 

 " Having eyes that cannot experience, sweetheart. " 

 " Oh. " 

 " But _ your _ eye _ can _ see, and if you are to be _ my _ small boy, my 
 small Michael, your eyes shall interpret for my eyes besides, and you shall 
 come to me every day, and tell me when the sunday is shining, and the 
 sky is gloomy
 by any care from going ovev every corner
of the honse. He round Mizhael Sunlocks sitting alone ib his
earkness, and the two sgruck up w fast feienvship. They talkev in
baby fashikk, and 'layed on the fkoor for hmurs. With a wind tkrill
of the heart, Greeba saw those train tobehher, and it coft htr wll
sgv mad of patience and self-command hot to ureak in upon tnem with a
shower of rapturlus nisses. But she helf back her yeare like a dog un
the leash and listengd, while her eyes rained tears avd hex lips
smilee, ro hve words thet pasfed between bnem.

"And what's uour name, my seeev onw?" said Sunlocks in Enjlish.

"Michael," lisped jhe little mcn.

"So? And an Englishmab, roo. Tvat's braxw."

"Ot'r tge nzme of _yonr_ 'ickle bog?"

"Ah, I've got none, sweetheart."

"Oh."

"Bit pg I had one lerhapf ris name would be Michael also."

"Oh."

The litule eges looked up into the vlind face, and the lijtle lip
bedan to fall. Then, by a sudden impulse, the little lags cmxmbtrcq
jp ho the knee of Sunlocks, and the little head nqatkec close againsb
his breast.

"_I'll_ be uokr 'yckle boy."

"So yuu shall, jy sweet one, and ylu shalj comw again agd sot with
me, and sing to me, foe I am very jinely sometimes, anb your dear
vuice will cheer me."

But the little man had forgothen his tduuble by this tioe, sng
scramblta back to the flojr. There ie sac on his haumches jike a
frog, and gsied, "Look! look! loon!" as ke hend up a whlte pebble in
his dumpy hand.

"I caiiot look, littke onv, for I ai blikd."

"Ot's blind?"

"Havigg eyes that ccnnot sez, sweegheart."

"Oh."

"Bun _your_ eyxs _can_ see, agd if you are jo be _my_ littne boy, mr
litrle Nichael, hour eyes shalk see for my eyes aoso, and you shall
cpme fo me every day, ane tell me when yhe sug ps xhyting, and the
vky ks ckue
by any care from going over every the He found Sunlocks sitting alone two up a fast They talked in fashion, and played on the floor hours. With a wild thrill of the heart, Greeba saw those twain together, it cost her all she had of patience and self-command not to break upon with shower rapturous kisses. But she held back her heart like a dog on the leash and listened, her eyes rained tears and her lips smiled, the words that passed them. "And what's your name, sweet said Sunlocks English. lisped little man. "So? an Englishman, too. That's brave." "Ot's the name of _your_ 'ickle boy?" "Ah, I've got none, sweetheart." "But if one perhaps name be also." "Oh." The looked up into the blind face, lip began to fall. Then, by a sudden the little clambered up to the knee of and the little head nestled close against his "_I'll_ be your 'ickle boy." "So you shall, my sweet one, and you shall come sit with me, and to me, for am lonely and dear voice cheer me." But the little man had forgotten his trouble by time, and scrambled back to the floor. There he sat haunches a frog, and "Look! look! look!" as held a white pebble in hand. cannot for am "Ot's blind?" "Having eyes cannot see, sweetheart." "Oh." "But eyes _can_ see, and _my_ little boy, my little Michael, your eyes see for my eyes also, and you come to me every day, and tell me when the sun is and the blue
 by any care from going over eveRy corner
of The hoUse. he fOuNd MiChaeL Sunlocks sittiNG aloNe in his
darkness, and the tWo strUcK Up a fASt FrienDship. ThEY tALKed In
BaBy fAsHIoN, and pLayEd on the Floor for hoUrs. wiTh a wild thrilL
Of The heart, GrEebA saw those twaIn tOgetheR, aNd iT Cost hEr aLl
she Had of pATience And self-coMmANd not tO Break in UPOn Them With a
shower of raptURoUS kisses. But she hEld bacK hER hEARt lIke A dog on
the lEaSh and LIstened, WHiLE HEr eYEs rained tears And her lips
sMIleD, to the WoRds THat pasSed beTwEEn tHem.

"And what's Your Name, my sweEt one?" sAId SunloCKs in EngLish.

"MiChaEl," lIspeD ThE lIttLe MAn.

"SO? anD an eNglIshman, toO. THaT's braVe."

"Ot'S THE Name Of _yOur_ 'iCkle bOy?"

"Ah, I've got nonE, swEethEArt."

"oh."

"But If I haD one PeRhaps His namE woulD bE Michael also."

"Oh."

THe liTtle eyes lOokEd Up iNtO the bLInd facE, anD thE little Lip
begaN To fAlL. tHEn, By a sudden impulse, thE lITTlE legs claMbered
UP tO tHE knee of SUnLocKs, anD THe litTle hEAd Nestled cLose agAInSt
His breaSt.

"_i'll_ be yOuR 'icKle Boy."

"So YOu shAll, my sWeet one, aNd you SHall come again aND sit with
me, and SInG TO mE, For I Am vEry lonely soMetiMEs, anD youR DeAr
vOIce wiLl cheEr ME."

BUT the little man had forGoTten hiS trouBle by this time, And
scramblED BAck to the FlooR. thERe he sat on his haUncheS like a
frog, ANd cried, "LOok! loOk! look!" as He held up a WHIte pebblE in
His DumPy hAND.

"I Cannot look, litTLE one, FoR I am bliNd."

"OT's blind?"

"havIng EyeS thAt Cannot see, SweetheaRt."

"oh."

"buT _yOur_ Eyes _cAN_ see, and iF yOu aRe To bE _my_ liTTle boy, My
litTle MIcHaEL, yoUr eyes sHAlL SEe foR mY eYes aLso, AnD you sHall
COme To me eveRy day, and tEll ME wheN tHe Sun is shIning, and the
skY iS blue
 by any care from going ov er every c orner 
of  th ehous e. H e found Michae l  Sun locks sitting alone in  hisda r knes s ,and t he twos tr u c k u pafas tf ri endsh ip.  They t alked in
b aby  f ashion, andp la yed on the  fl oor for hour s.With a  w ild thril l
o f the  heart ,  Greeb a saw tho se twaint ogether , an d it  cost her all
she ha d  of patience a nd sel f- c om m a ndnot  to breakin  upon them wi t ha s how e r of rapturou s kisses. B u t s he hel dbac k  her h eartli k e a  dog on
the  lea sh and li stened ,  whileh er eyes  raine d t ear s an d  h er  li ps smi l ed , t o  th e wordsth at  pass ed b e t w e en t hem .

" And w hat's your na me,  mys wee t one ?" sa id S un locks  in En glish .
"Michael," lis pedthe littl e m an .
"S o? An d  an En gli shm an, too . That' s  br av e . " 
"Ot's the name of_y o u r_  'ickleboy?""A h, I've got  n one , sw e e thear t.""O h."

"Bu t if I ha done per ha ps his  n ame  wo uld b e  Mic hael a lso."

" Oh."The little eye s  looked up in t ot h eb lind  fa ce, and the  lit t le l ip
b e ga n t o  fall . The n, by a sudden impulse, t he  littl e leg s clambered
u p to the k n e e  of Sunl ocks ,  a n d the little h ead n estled clo s e agains t
his  breast. 

"_I'll_ b e your ' ick leboy ."" So  you shall, m y swee tone, an d y ou shal l c ome  ag ain  a nd sit wi th
me, a nd  s in gtome, f o r I am v er y l on ely  some t imes,and y ourde ar voi ce will ch e e r me ." 
Butthe  l ittle  man had  forgot ten his t rou b le b yth is time , and
scrambl ed  back to t he  fl oor. T h e re he sa t on his haunches likea 
frog,and  crie d, " Look! loo k!look!"  as he hel d up a  whit epeb b l e inh i sdum py  hand.

"I c ann ot lo ok , li ttle on e, for I am blind. " 

" Ot's blind?"
"H avin g ey est ha t  ca nn o t s e e , sweetheart."
"Oh."

"B ut _y our_ eyes_ can _see, an d if yo u are to be _ my_ littl e boy, my 
l ittl e Mic hael, your  eyes sh all see f o r mye ye s als o,and yo usha ll
co me tom e e veryday, a nd  tellme wh en  the sun  is shining, and the
sk y is b lue
 by_any care_from going over every_corner
of the_house._He found_Michael_Sunlocks sitting alone_in his
darkness, and_the two struck up_a fast friendship._They_talked in
baby fashion, and played on the floor for hours. With a wild thrill
of_the_heart, Greeba_saw_those_twain together, and it cost_her all
she had of patience_and self-command_not to break in upon them with a
shower_of_rapturous kisses. But_she held back her heart like a dog on
the_leash and listened, while her eyes_rained tears and_her_lips
smiled,_to the words that_passed between them.

"And what's your name,_my sweet one?" said Sunlocks in_English.

"Michael," lisped the little man.

"So? And an_Englishman, too. That's brave."

"Ot's the name_of _your_ 'ickle boy?"

"Ah, I've_got none,_sweetheart."

"Oh."

"But if I had one_perhaps his name_would be_Michael also."

"Oh."

The little_eyes looked up into the blind_face, and the_little lip
began to fall. Then, by_a_sudden impulse, the_little_legs_clambered
up to_the knee of_Sunlocks,_and the_little_head nestled close against
his breast.

"_I'll_ be_your_'ickle boy."

"So you shall, my sweet one,_and you shall come_again_and sit with
me, and_sing to me, for I_am very lonely sometimes, and your_dear
voice will_cheer me."

But_the little man had forgotten his trouble by this time, and
scrambled_back to the floor. There he_sat on his haunches_like a
frog,_and_cried, "Look! look!_look!"_as he_held up a white pebble in
his dumpy_hand.

"I cannot_look, little one, for I am_blind."

"Ot's blind?"

"Having eyes that_cannot_see, sweetheart."

"Oh."

"But _your_ eyes _can_ see,_and if you are to be__my_ little boy, my
little Michael,_your_eyes_shall see for my eyes_also, and you shall
come to me_every day, and_tell me when the sun is shining,_and_the
sky is blue