Sylvie and Bruno

ughts, went after my Lady, being curious to see how

stroking Bruno's hair in a most tender and motherly fashion

Professor shall take you a long walk into the woods this beautiful evening: and you

s hands. "That are nice!" he

sed look, put up her mouth for a kiss. "

read over her vast face, like a ripple on a lake. "Little simpletons!" sh

e entered the Library. "All the infantry were under my

ered. "Well, yes," he replied, modestly casting down his

en runs in families," she remarked

changed the subject. "Dinner will soon be ready," he said. "May I

"It would never do to keep dinner waiting!" And he a

Lady that her remark about "a love for pastry" was "unfortunate. You might have seen

e Baron enquired, as h

rn in the garden. You were telling me," he continued, as the trio left the house

right into the middle of-what's that?" the Military Hero exclaimed in agitated tones, drawing

n an encouraging tone. "Quite harmless, I assure yo

e shrill discordan

he saw a B

ng from

gain, and f

popot

ld stay to di

't be mutc

nto a frantic jig, snapping his fin

n't be mu

't be muc

t was a hi

to him, and in fact had no meaning at all. "You didn't mean anything by it, now did you?" He appealed to the Garde

er: and Uggug luckily came up at the mom

cleverness. He knows everything that other boys don't know; and in archery, in fishing, in painting, and in music, his skill is-but you shall judge for yourself. You

epared to shoot. Just as the arrow left the bow, the Vice-Warden

imed. "I stepped back in my exci

it seemed impossible!" he muttered. But there was no room for do

ing his Highness' fishing-rod!" And Uggug most unwilli

se than if ten lobsters had seized it at once. "That kind is poisonous,"

was lying on the bank, w

he Baron faltered, "that

my son some question on the way any subject you like!" And the sul

e Baron cautiously began, "how mu

ing forwards to show the way--so hastily, that he ran ag

sband helped him to his feet again. "My son was

rt, both in body and mind. However, when they had got him into the h

, to get him to express his opinion as to Uggug's cleverness, were in vain, until that interesting youth had left the

ar boy!" said the doting mother. "Now do

us Baron, "I would like a little more evi

piano." And he walked to the window. "Ug-I mean my boy! Come in for a minute, and brin

obey, and soon appeared in the room, followed by a fierce-lookin

d the Vice-Warden. "His Highness haf not-" the music-ma

deness) "will you show him what to do? And meanwhile, Baron, I'll just show you a

he map had been hung up, and the Baron was already much bewildered by the Vice-

he map of

made matters worse; and at last the Baron, in despair, took to pointing out

l give him a hint," he muttered to my Lady, "about going back to-mor

d delicate kind. "Just see what a short way it is back to Fairyland! Why, if y

lous. "It took me a full

much shorter, goin

d in readily. "You can go back five times, in the time it

ayed: but he tried in vain to get a glimpse of the youthful performer. Every time he had nearly succeeded in catching sight of him, eit

ight, and left the room, while his host a

all that tramping on the stairs?" He half-opened the door, looked out, a

d my Lady. She peeped through the window curtains.

: a voice, hoarse with passion, thundered out the words "My r

illed my very soul with the tender music of the immortal 'Sonata Pathetique': and it was not till the last note had died awa