Apollonie frankly admitted that she had only moved the things away to keep them from being ruined and had naturally counted on putting every object back again as soon as he came back, for she remembered where every pin-cushion and tiny picture belonged.

She begged the Baron's permission to let her fix his room to-day, another one the day after, and so on till the castle looked again as his mother had wished it to be.
The Baron replied that Apollonie could do whatever she chose, adding that he trusted her entirely.
Her heart was filled with joy as she ran towards the attic.

She came down soon afterwards laden with blankets, sheets and pillows, only to go up again for a new load.

This went on for a couple of hours, and between times she set the manifold objects in order.

How gladly she put up the heavy hangings in the Baron's room.