"Him likes the wind," said Baby. "It blowed his eyes open; him is quite
awake now," and he tried to sit straight up in Lisa's arms.

"Oh, Herr Baby, I cannot hold you so," said Lisa.

"There is such a little way to go," said his mother, who was just
behind, "lie still, dear, as Lisa tells you."

"Him would like to walk, him's legs is so 'tiff," said Baby. "P'ease let
him walk if it's such a little way!"

His voice was so piteous that mother told Lisa to let him walk; they
were going from the station to the hotel, a very little way, as mother
had said. Lisa put Baby down on the ground; at first he really tumbled
over, his legs felt so funny, but with Lisa's hand he soon got his
balance again. It was a very dark night; they could not have seen their
way but for the lights of the station and the town.

"What a dark countly zit is!" said Herr Baby. "Is there no moon in zit
countly? Denny says in her hymn 'the moon to shine by night,' is there
no moon 'cept in him's own countly?"

"What are you chattering about, little man?" said auntie.

"He's asking about the moon, auntie; he wants to know if there isn't
any moon here. He thinks we've left it behind at home," said Denny.

A sort of roar from poor Baby interrupted her.

"Oh, Denny, don't, _don't_ say that," he cried, "it makes him sink of
the labbits, and Thomas, and Jones, and the trees, and the flowers, and
him's dear little bed, and all the sings we'se leaved behind. Him
doesn't like you to speak of leaved behind."

"_Poor_ Baby," said Denny, "I'm so sorry." She stooped down to kiss him,
but it was so dark it wasn't easy to find his mouth, and she only
managed to kiss the tip of his nose, which was as cold as a little
dog's. This made Herr Baby begin laughing, which was a good thing,
wasn't it? And he was so taken up in explaining to Lisa how funny it
felt when Denny kissed his nose, that he had not time to think of his
sorrows again till they were at the foot of the large flight of steps
leading up to the big hotel where they were to sleep.

"Nice big house," said Baby, looking round; and as he caught sight of
some of the waiters running about, he asked Lisa if "them was new
servants instead of Thomas and Jones."

"Him likes Thomas and Jones best," he went on, the corners of his mouth
going down again, so that Lisa was obliged to assure him the servants
were not going to be _instead_ of Thomas and Jones, they were all only
just going to stay one night at