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Cornelli was quite thrilled and overcome by the thought that anybody should love her so, and it did her more good than anything else. As soon as she came to Dino's room he asked her if she would read to him, too, for he had found out how much she enjoyed reading to Mux out of his picture book. "Have you entertaining books, too?" asked Cornelli with hesitation.
Both the sisters always helped to lighten their mother's work, for their only servant was quite a young girl, who did not do much besides run errands. Mux went back to his former place. He was intensely pleased with the great effect and excitement his words had produced on Agnes. Hearing somebody else coming upstairs, he prepared to repeat his speech.
Dino asked many questions that Cornelli had to answer, and the time went by they knew not how. Mux had disappeared. As long as he could not have his new friend's whole attention, he preferred to find out what was being prepared for dinner in the kitchen. Now the mother entered the room.
Here Mux approached him and said his verse faultlessly in a loud, clear voice. On the table the Director found two beautiful drawings of his brown horses, and his joy over them was so great that he did not put them down for quite a while. But finally he saw all at once a large picture resting in the middle of the table.
"Ef ye wan' t' git a bear, got t' mux 'im up a leetle for'ard right up 'n the neighborhood uv 'is fo'c's'le. Don't dew no good t' shute 'is hams. Might es well try t' choke 'im t' death by pinchin' 'is tail." We were out in the open. Roofs and smoking chimneys were silhouetted on the sky, and, halfway up a hill, we could see the candle-lights of the red tavern.
She drove full-head at the cobwall "Oh, Jack, slip off," screamed Annie then she turned like light, when I thought to crush her, and ground my left knee against it. "Mux me," I cried, for my breeches were broken, and short words went the furthest "if you kill me, you shall die with me."
If he had a conscience, its only warnings were of coming noises great and terrible. But Mux had no conscience, unless it was one that troubled him only when he was out of mischief. His face was never so long and so solemn as when I had caught him in some questionable act or spoiled some wayward plan. Mux, however, was possessed by a much stubborner spirit than this interesting mischief-devil.
Of all the burdens she had to bear, the trouble about her son's health was the hardest. One could see this by the painful expression on her face when she left the window and sat down beside her work table. Mux was just repeating a question for the third time, but his mother did not hear him. Loudly raising his voice he said once more: "Oh, mother, why does one have to eat what the cows get?"
He struck out across the yard and landed midway up the clothes-post with a single bound. And Mux? He ambled on around the yard, as calm and unconcerned as if he had only stopped to scratch himself. Much of this unconcern, however, was a quiet kind of swagger. When he thought no one fiercer than a chicken or the humbled Mr.
She became so absorbed in the story that she did not notice how Mux was pulling her and urging her to stop reading; he even shook the book. The mother came into the room now and said: "Dino has shortened his rest a little, for he is longing to see you again, Cornelli. Will you come?" Cornelli immediately shut the book, for she was extremely glad to go to her friend.
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