A GREAT CHANGE Next morning Mux had hardly opened his eyes when he desired to go again straightway to Cornelli, for this had been promised him the night before.

Before he succeeded, however, he had to submit to his usual fate in the morning.

He ran into the room at last, neatly washed and combed and with cheeks shining like two red apples.

Cornelli was already sitting in a corner of the room, listening attentively to Agnes' playing.

He flew towards her and saw his beloved book already in her hands.
"Oh, now we shall read and tell stories all day long," he called out happily.