noise had teeth or claws to hurt one with； and I am sure this has not hurt me； and so； whether you choose to lie awake or not； I will go to sleep； and so good…bye to you； and pray do not disturb me any more； for I cannot talk any longer。' 'But； Mary；' again replied the other； 'pray do not go to sleep yet； I want to speak to you。' 'Well； what do you want to say？' inquired Mary。 'Why； pray have you not very often；' said Nancy； 'heard of thieves breaking into people's houses and robbing them； and I am sadly afraid that noise was some rogues coming in； so pray； Mary； do not go to sleep； I am in such a fright and tremble you cannot think。 Speak； Mary； have not you； I say； heard of thieves？' 'Yes；' replied Mary； in a very sleepy voice； 'a great many times。' 'Well； then； pray sister； do not go to sleep；' said Nancy； in a peevish accent； 'suppose； I say that noise I heard should be thieves； what should we do？ What will become of us？ O！ what shall we do？''Why； go to sleep； I tell you；' said Mary； 'as fast as you can； at least； do pray let me； for I cannot say I am in the smallest fear about house…breakers or house…makers either； and of all the robberies I ever heard of in all my life； I never heard of thieves stealing little girls； so do； there's a dear girl； go to sleep again； and do not so foolishly frighten yourself out of your wits for nothing。' 'Well；' replied Nancy； 'I will not keep you awake any longer； but I am sure I shall not be able to get another wink of sleep all night。'
Here the conversation ended； and I could not help thinking how foolish it was for people to permit themselves to be terrified for nothing。 Here is a little girl； now； thought I； in a nice clean room； and covered up warm in bed； with pretty green curtains drawn round her； to keep the wind from her head； and the light in the morning from her eyes； and yet she is distressing herself； and making herself really uncomfortable； and unhappy； only because I； a poor； little； harmless mouse； with scarcely strength sufficient to gnaw a nutshell； happened to jump from the table； and throw down； perhaps； her own box。Oh！ what a pity it is that people should so destroy their own comfort！ How sweetly might this child have passed the night； if she had but； like her sister； wisely reflected that a noise could not possibly hurt them； and that； had any of the family occasioned it； by falling down； or running against anything in the dark which hurt them； most likely they would have heard some more stirring about。
And upon this subject the author cannot help； in human form （as well as in that of a mouse）； observing how extremely ridiculous it is for people to suffer themselves to be terrified upon every trifling occasion that happens； as if they had no more resolution than a mouse itself； which is liable to be destroyed every meal it makes。 And； surely； nothing can be more absurd than for children to be afraid of thieves and house…breakers； since； as little Mary said； they never want to seek after children。 Money is all they want； and as children have very seldom much of that in their possession； they may assure themselves they are perfectly safe； and have therefore no occasion to alarm themselves if they hear a noise； without being able to make out what it is； unless； indeed； like the child I have just been writing about； they would be so silly as to be frightened at a little mouse； for most commonly the noises we hear； if we lay awake in the night； are caused by mice running about and playing behind the wainscot： and what reasonable person would suffer themselves to be alarmed by such little creatures as those？ But it is time I should return to the history of my little make…believe companion； who went on； saying
The conversation I have been relating I overheard as I lay concealed in a shoe that stood close by the bedside； and into which I ran the moment I jumped off the table； and where I kept snug till the next morning； when； just as the clock was striking eight； the same Mrs。 Nelly； whom I saw the day before in the kitchen； entered the apartment； and accosted the young ladies； saying； 'Good morning to you； ladies； do you know that it is time to get up？' 'Then； pray； Nelly； lace my stays； will you？' said Miss Nancy。 'But lace mine first； and give me my other shoes； for those I wore yesterday must be brushed； because I stepped in the dirt； and so when you go down you must remember； and take and brush them； and then let me have them again；' said Mary； 'but come and dress me now。'
Well； thought I； this is a rude way of speaking； indeed； something like Miss Nancy Artless； at the house where my poor dear Softdown was so cruelly massacred； I am sure I hope I shall not meet with the like fate here； and I wish I was safe out of this shoe； for； perhaps； presently it will be wanted to be put on Mary's foot； and I am sure I must not expect to meet any mercy from a child who shows so bad a disposition as to speak to a servant in so uncivil a manner； for no good…natured person would do that。
With these kind of reflections I was amusing myself for some little time； when； all on a sudden； they were put an end to； by my finding the shoe in which I was concealed； hastily taken up； and before I had time to recollect what I had best do； I was almost killed by some violent blows I received； which well nigh broke every bone in my skin。 I crept quite up to the toe of the shoe； so that I was not at all seen； and the maid； when she took up the shoes； held one in one hand； and the other in the other； by their heels； and then slapped them hard together； to beat out of some of the dust which was in them。 This she repeated three or four times； till I was quite stunned； and how or which way I tumbled or got out； I know not； but when I came to myself。 I was close up behind the foot of a table； in a large apartment； where were several children； and a gentleman and a lady； all conversing together with the greatest good humour and harmony。
The first words I heard distinctly enough to remember； were those of a little boy； about five years old； who； with eagerness exclaimed'I forget you！ no that I never shall。 If I was to go a hundred thousand miles off； I am sure I shall never forget you。 What！ do you think I should ever； as long as I live； if it is a million of years； forget my own dear papa and mamma？ No； that I should not； I am very； very sure I never should。' 'Well； but Tom；' interrupted the gentleman； 'if in a million of years you should not forget us； I dare say； in less than two months you will forget our advice； and before you have been at school half that time； you will get to squabbling with and tricking the other boys； just as they do with one another； and instead of playing at all times with the strictest openness and honour； you will； I sadly fear； learn to cheat； and deceive； and pay no attention to what your mother and I have been telling you。' 'No'； that I am sure I sha'n't！' replied the boy。 'What！ do you think I shall be so wicked as to turn a thief； and cheat people？' 'I dare say； my dear；' resumed the father； 'you will not do what we call thieving； but as I know there are many naughty boys in all schools； I am afraid they will teach you to commit dishonourable actions； and to tell you there is no harm in them； and that they are signs of cleverness and spirit； and qualifications very necessary for every boy to possess。' 'Aye； that's sure enough；' said the boy； who appeared about ten years old； 'for they almost all declare； that if a boy is not sharp and cunning； he might almost as well be out of the world as in it。 But； as you say； papa； I hate such behaviour； I am sure there is one of our boys； who is so wonderfully clever and acute； as they call him； that I detest ever having any thing to do with him； for unless one watches him as a cat would watch a mouse； he is sure to cheat or play one some trick or other。' 'What sort of tricks do you mean？' inquired the little boy。 'Why； I will tell you；' replied the other。 'You know nothing of the games we have at school； so if I was to tell you how he plays at them； you would not understand what I meant。 But you know what walking about blindfold is； don't you？ Well！ one day； about a dozen boys agreed to have a blind race； and the boy who got nearest the goal； which was a stick driven in the ground with a shilling upon the top of it； was to win the shilling； provided he did it fairly without seeing。' 'I suppose；' interrupted Tom； 'you mean the boy who got to the stick first。' 'No； I do not；' replied his brother； 'I mean what I say； the boy who got nearest it； no matter whether he came first or last； the fun was to see them try to keep in a straight path； with their eyes tied up； whilst they wander quite in the wrong； and not to try who could run fastest。 Well！ when they； were all blinded； and twisted round three or four times before they were suffered to set off； they directed their steps the way they thought would directly conduct them to the goal； and some of them had almost reached it； when Sharply （the boy I mentioned） who had placed a shilling upon the stick； for they drew lots who should do that； and he who furnished the money was to stand by it； to observe who won it by coming nearest； well； Sharply； I