Dino alone was merry.

He glanced with great expectation from one to the other, and his lunch did not keep him very busy.
"I am expecting a thunderstorm," he said, while the quiet was still unbroken.

"Nika is going to let loose the lightning which is flashing under her lashes, and Agnes will follow with the thunder.

After this I predict a heavy rainstorm, for Mux can hardly keep back his tears about this cabbage." "But you have eaten much less cabbage than I have," Mux cried out.
"I do this only from moderation, my little man, so that nobody will get too little." "I would answer you about the thunder and the cabbage, Dino, if I had time," Agnes at last exploded.

"But I have a music lesson at one o'clock and I have enough to swallow without this horrid cabbage." "I only wish you could be more moderate in other things instead of in eating, Dino," said the mother with a melancholy smile.