But mama does not think that this can be.

But Leonore wants it ever so much.

I must bring her to you one day." "Who are you, child?
What is your name," asked the gentleman abruptly.
Maezli looked at him in astonishment.
"I am Maezli," she said, "and mama has the same name as I have.

But they don't call her that.

Some people call her Mrs.Rector, some mama, and Uncle Philip says Maxa to her and Leonore calls her Aunt Maxa." "Is your father the rector of Nolla ?" the gentleman asked.
"He has been in heaven a long while, and he was in heaven before we came here, but mama wanted to come back to Nolla because this was her home.
We don't live in the rectory now, but where there is a garden with lots of paths, and where the big currant-bushes are in the corners, here and here and here." Maezli traced the position of the bushes exactly on the lionskin.