She began a song with her bright, full voice and Mux listened admiringly.
The snow's on the meadow, The snow's all around, The snow lies in heaps All over the ground.
Hurrah, oh hurrah! All over the ground.
Oh cuckoo from the woods, Oh flowers so bright, Oh, kindliest sun, Come and bring us delight! Hurrah, oh hurrah! Come and bring us delight! When the swallow comes back And the finches all sing, I sing and I dance For joy of the Spring.
Hurrah, oh hurrah! For joy of the Spring.
Suddenly the door flew open and Agnes burst into the room.
"But why didn't you ever say anything ?" she cried out.

"To think of it! Why did you never say a word, Cornelli ?" "But what should I have said ?" Cornelli asked, very much frightened.
"You must not be afraid," Mux now calmed her, "I'll help you, if she should want to hurt you." "Don't be so unnaturally stupid, Mux!" his sister ejaculated as she ran to the next room.

Here her mother was already standing in the open door.

"Have you heard it, Mother?
Come out and let Cornelli sing her song again!" "Yes, indeed! I have heard it with pleasure and great wonder," said the mother, approaching Cornelli.

"You have a voice, dear child, that we all should love to hear again.