It is easy for you." So Cornelli knew that Agnes also carried a care about with her.

When Agnes frowned and made dreadful wrinkles, Cornelli was quite sure that then her sorrow was hurting her.

She would have loved to help her, but she had never asked her friends about it.

She knew that she had been glad when nobody had asked her about her own trouble.
One day it happened that Agnes came home from her music lesson quite upset and terribly excited.

"Oh, Mama," she called from the door, "the teacher has given us the pieces today which we have to play for our examinations.