My first--" "My dear Rolf" interrupted his mother, "I beg of you to find some one else to guess.

I have not time now, truly.

Go find Paula, she has just gone into the sitting-room." Rolf obeyed.
"Paula," he called out, "My first--" "No, Rolf, please, not just now, I am looking for my blank-book to write my French translation in.

There is Miss Hanenwinkel, she is good at guessing, ask her." "Miss Hanenwinkel," cried poor Rolf, pouncing upon her, "My first--" "Not a moment, not a second, Rolf," said the governess hastily.

"There is Mr.Julius over there in the corner, letting the little one crack nuts for him.