human
Oh Uncle Porges! panted a voice,
gpt
Going, said Bellew, searching through his pockets for a match,
human
But then--why have you brought your bag?
gpt
Bag! repeated Bellew, stooping down to look at it,
human
Please--why? persisted Small Porges, suddenly anxious.
gpt
Why did you--bring it?
human
Well, I expect it was to--er--to bear me company. But how is it you are out so very early, my Porges?
gpt
Why, I couldn't sleep, last night, you know, 'cause I kept on thinking, and thinking 'bout the fortune. So I got up--in the middle of the night, an' dressed myself, an' sat in the big chair by the window, an' looked at the Money Moon. An' I stared at it, an' stared at it till a wonderful thing happened,--an' what do you s'pose?
human
I don't know.
gpt
Well,--all at once, while I stared up at it, the moon changed itself into a great, big face; but I didn't mind a bit, 'cause it was a very nice sort of face,--rather like a gnome's face, only without the beard, you know. An' while I looked at it, it talked to me, an' it told me a lot of things,--an' that's how I know that you are--going away, 'cause you are, you know,--aren't you?
human
Why, my Porges, said Bellew, fumbling with his pipe,
gpt
Yes, I was 'fraid the moon was right,