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I had not the heart to make the dear little fellow go through his troubles a second time, so hastily begged the Professor to push the hands round into their former position. In a moment Sylvie and Bruno were gone again, and I could just see them in the far distance, picking 'dindledums. "Wonderful, indeed!" I exclaimed. "It has another property, yet more wonderful," said the Professor.
What's the good of dandelions, now?" "Dindledums?" said Bruno. "Oh, they're ever so pretty! And stones aren't pretty, one bit. Would oo like some dindledums, Mister Sir?" "Bruno!" Sylvie murmured reproachfully. "You mustn't say 'Mister' and 'Sir, both at once! Remember what I told you!" "You telled me I were to say Mister' when I spoked about him, and I were to say 'Sir' when I spoked to him!"
"Yes, that's it," Bruno assented. "Sylvie tells me the words, and then, when I jump about, they get shooken up in my head till they're all froth!" I expressed myself as perfectly satisfied with this explanation. "But aren't you going to pick me any dindledums, after all?" "Course we will!" cried Bruno. "Come along, Sylvie!"
"There never was an impertinenter boy!" said Sylvie, frowning till her bright eyes were nearly invisible. "And there never was an ignoranter girl!" retorted Bruno. "Come along and pick some dindledums. That's all she's fit for!" he added in a very loud whisper to me. "But why do you say 'Dindledums, Bruno? Dandelions is the right word." "It's because he jumps about so," Sylvie said, laughing.
"We could only but find six dindledums," said Bruno, putting them into my hands, "'cause Sylvie said it were time to go back. And here's a big blackberry for ooself! We couldn't only find but two!" "Thank you: it's very nice," I said. And I suppose you ate the other, Bruno?" "No, I didn't," Bruno said, carelessly. "Aren't they pretty dindledums, Mister Sir?"
Sylvie were picking Dindledums." "You shouldn't say 'us put it in a flower'," Sylvie very gravely remarked. "Well, hus, then," said Bruno. "I never can remember those horrid H's!" "Let me help you to look for it," I said. So Sylvie and I made a 'voyage of discovery' among all the flowers; but there was no Baby to be seen. "What's become of Bruno?" I said, when we had completed our tour.
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