But you must promise not to tell anyone in the whole, wide world about it, as long as you live." Dino promised, giving his hand again for solemn assurance.
"Look, here on both sides of my forehead," said Cornelli now, hesitating a little and pushing the fringes of hair out of her face, "I have two large bumps, they grow all the time and especially when I frown.

I have to make a cross face all the time, for I cannot be jolly any more and can never laugh again.

So the bumps keep on growing and in the end they will be just like regular horns.

Then everyone will hate me, for nobody else has horns.

I can do nothing now but hide them, but in the end they will come through and then my hair won't hide them any more.
Then everybody can see it and people will despise me and children will be sure to throw stones after me.