I don't know why, either, for she doesn't tell me." Immediately Cornelli's great shyness of Nika changed into great pity.
If Nika could not even talk about her sorrow, she might have the deepest sorrow of all.
"Now we shall go to Dino," she said, hurrying to the door which the little boy had pointed out to her.
"But wait! I shall first show you our big picture book.

You'll love it," Mux assured her.

"There is something in it that looks just like you; it is an owl that has rags over its eyes like you.

But you must not talk about it, because Mama has forbidden it." "No, no, I don't want to see the book.

Please take me to Dino now," Cornelli urged.
Mux pulled Cornelli away from the kitchen at last and, not far from there, opened a door.
"Are you coming at last, Cornelli ?" Dino cried to her.