[Her continuous cartwheels carrying her across the yard come to a sudden halt when Feste calls her name for attention with the question. Although she makes her best attempt to halt in a handstand position, her momentum tips her over to flop down on the ground. It smarts a little, but not enough to keep her from bursting into light giggles. Rolling over, she pushes up on her elbows with her hair draped to one side as she focuses on her eldest sibling.]

Nope! Not a wink! I saw the clock turn over every hour and every half hour and almost every ten minutes!

But I slept a little the night before!