Well, go, but do not stay out too late." "I want to go too," cried Rikli, and started after her sister.
But Emma, clearing the steps in two jumps, called back:-- "No, you can't go into the woods; there are red snails there and beetles and--" But Rikli did not wait to hear more; she was reminded of the frog, and turned back to tell her story, when she saw Fred coming in with his book under his arm.

He seated himself by his aunt and opened the book.
"How nice it is to find you, aunty," he began, "Mamma couldn't wait to hear the end of this description; and it was a pity, for I had found such a perfect specimen.

But I'll find another to-morrow to show you." "No! no!" cried Rikli.

"Say 'no,' aunty; it will jump right into your face, and it has yellow eyes like a dragon's." Fred had doubled up his fist as if he had something in it, and now he suddenly opened it into his sister's face.

She sprang back with a cry, and away through the door.
"Now we can have a little peace," said Fred, well pleased at the success of his trick; and he began to read.
"'The green or water-frog, _esculenta_'-- " At this moment the house-door was opened, and they heard footsteps and voices in the passage-way.
"Come," said his aunt, "let us look out at the little sick girl who is going away; then we will come back to the frog." They went to the window and looked out.