A MOTHER
body around all the time,” he cried out furiously, “and you even broke somebody on the wheel, once.”
Now the mother entered.
“Oh, Mama, Mux is saying such frightful things. Shouldn’t he go to bed?” Agnes called to her.
Mux was just gathering up his strength to fight against this proposed punishment, when the mother cut short their quarrel.
“No, no,” she said kindly. “To-day Cornelli is here for the first time and it is a feast day for us. Mux shall not go to bed, but he must sit down quietly in his chair and say grace; then all will be well.”
Mux was soon calmed by the soothing words and the good soup’s delicious odor which penetrated his nostrils. So he said grace in quite a tolerable manner. Cornelli had been very much touched by his desire to sit beside her. She was anxious to do him a favor, too, and she tried to think of something that might please him.
Directly after lunch Nika and Agnes had to hurry off to school again and the mother had
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