"How would the book help you?
Tell me how the song begins, or what lines you know." "I'll find it right away," Maezli asserted.

"Just let me hunt a little bit." With this she began to hunt with such zeal as if she were seeking a long-lost treasure.
"Here, here," she cried out very soon, while she handed the book proudly over to her mother.
The latter took the book and read: "Patience Oh Lord, is needed, When sorrow, grief and pain"-- "But, Maezli, why do you want to sing this song ?" her mother asked.
Kurt had stepped up to them and looked over the mother's shoulder into the book.

"Oh, you sly little person! So you chose the longest song you could find.

You thought that Lippo would see to it that we would sing every syllable before going to bed." "Yes, and you hate to go to bed much more than I do," said Maezli a little revengefully.

It had filled her with wrath that her beautiful plan had been seen through so quickly.