"oh! what we have to talk about will keep!" she said, and put her mother off. but, somehow or other, her mother got round her at last, and she had to tell her the whole story. so she said, how every night when she had gone to bed a man came and lay down beside her as soon as she had put out the light; and how she never saw him, because he was always up and away before the morning dawned; and how she went about woeful and sorrowing, for she thought she should so like to see him; and how all day long she walked about there alone; and how dull and dreary and lonesome it was.