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And so you has run away, and you belong to the circus, I guess. Why, you are in your circus dresses." "See my bow and arrow," said Diana. "I is the gweat Diana; I is the gweatest huntwess in all the world." "To be sure; to be sure!" said the man. "And I am Orion," said the boy, seeing that Diana's words were having a good effect. "You can watch me up in the sky on starful nights.
I am a giant, and I has got a belt and a sword. You can look up in the sky on starful nights and you can see me. 'Tisn't gibberish." "Well, lie down now, child, and go to sleep. I am afraid he is a bit feverish, ma'am." "No, that I aren't," said Orion. "Only I'm drefful sick," he added. "Listen to me, Orion," said Mrs.
"Put your mouse down now," he said, "and come along back with me to the house at once. You ought to have been in bed long ago." Diana laid the mouse sorrowfully down in the midst of its dead brethren, shut the door of the dead-house, and followed her father up the garden path. "It's a most beautiful night," she said, after a pause. "It's going to be a starful night; isn't it, father?"
Even Annie did not then know that it was the soul's hunger, the vague sense of a need which nothing but the God of human faces, the God of the morning and of the starful night, the God of love and self-forgetfulness, can satisfy, that sent her money-loving, poverty-stricken, pining, grumbling old aunt out staring towards the east.
Two or three men had approached at that moment, and they all began to laugh heartily when poor little pale Orion was called a giant. "You can see him in the sky sometimes on starful nights," continued Diana, "and he has got a belt and a sword." "Well, to be sure, poor little thing," said Mother Rodesia, "she must be a bit off her head, but she's a fine little spirited thing for all that.
She has gived us supper and soon we'll be home; and Uncle William won't be in bed, and he won't let c'uel Aunt Jane beat me. It's all wight; I may just as well go to s'eep, 'cos I is drefful s'eepy, and it's late. I wonder if the night will be starful, and if I'll see Orion up in the sky. Anyhow, there's no stars at pwesent, and I had best go to s'eep."
"Starful?" said Mr. Delaney. "Yes; and when it is a starful night Orion can't sleep well, 'cos he is a star hisself; isn't he, father?" "Good gracious, child, no! He is a little boy!" "No, no, father! You are awfu' mistook. Mother called him a star. I'll show you him up in the sky if it really comes to be a starful night. May I, father?"
Orion took her hand; they ran as fast as they could down a shady lane, for the great circus tent had been put outside the town. It was a lovely summer's night, and as the children ran, Orion looked up at the stars. "Why, it's a starful night!" he cried, in a joyful voice, "and there's me. Do look at me, Di! There I am up in the sky, ever so big and 'portant."
"Course I'll be close to you, Orion. I is the gweat Diana. Well, Uncle Ben, you isn't going to punish him. If you punish him he can't wide, 'cos he'll be ill. He's a giant." "A pigmy I call him," said Uncle Ben. "You talk silly," replied Diana; "he's a giant, 'cos mother said he was, and on starful nights you can see him shining in the sky."
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