"Then I's welly glad I is a singular boy!' Bruno said with great emphasis. "It would be horrid to be two or three boys! P'raps they wouldn't play with me!"
"Why should they?" said the Other Professor, suddenly waking up out of a deep reverie. "They might be asleep, you know."
"Couldn't, if I was awake," Bruno said cunningly.
"Oh, but they might indeed!" the Other Professor protested. "Boys don't all go to sleep at once, you know. So these boysbut who are you talking about?"
"He never remembers to ask that first!" the Professor whispered to the children.
"Why, the rest of me, a-course!" Bruno exclaimed triumphantly. "Supposing I was two or three boys!"
The Other Professor sighed, and seemed to be sinking back into his reverie; but suddenly brightened up again, and addressed the Professor. "There's nothing more to be done now, is there?"
"Well, there's the dinner to finish,"' the Professor said with a bewildered smile: "and the
