A new ribband for me will cost one, and the same for Agne, two.

Two I will spend on wine for us all, and that makes the five." "That makes four--you are a great arithmetician to be sure!" "Four ?" said Dada, as much amazed as though the moon had fallen.

"If only I had a counting-frame.

No, father, five I tell you--it is five." "No, child, four; and you shall have four," replied her father.

"Plutus is at the door and to-morrow morning you shall both have garlands." "Yes, of violets, ivy and roses," added Dame Herse.