"So Bruno put the Milk in a bottle. And then Bruno said 'Now I want some Bread!' So he went to the Oven, and he took out a delicious new Loaf. And the Oven"
"ever so light and so puffy!" Bruno impatiently corrected her "Oo shouldn't leave out so many words!"
Sylvie humbly apologised. "a delicious new Loaf, ever so light and so puffy. And the Oven said" Here Sylvie made a long pause. "Really I don't know what an Oven begins with, when it wants to speak!"
Both children looked appealingly at me; but I could only say, helplessly, "I haven't the least idea! I never heard an Oven speak!"
For a minute or two we all sat silent; and then Bruno said, very softly, "Oven begins wiz 'O'."
"Good little boy!" Sylvie exclaimed. "He does his spelling very nicely. He's cleverer than he knows!" she added, aside, to me. "So the Oven said 'O! What are you going to do with all that Bread?' And Bruno said 'Please' Is an Oven 'Sir' or ' 'm,' would you say?" She looked to me for a reply.
