He bent to Erick's ear and whispered: "I will never again hurt you as long as I live, Erick, and when you come back again, you just reckon on me; no one shall ever touch you, and you shall have all the crabs and strawberries and hazel nuts which I can find." But on the other side someone else had sprung on the carriage step and clamored for Erick's attention.

He felt something under his nose from which came various odors.

It was an enormous bunch of fire-red and yellow flowers, which Kaetheli held out to him, who with one foot on the step was balancing over the colonel, and called to Erick: "Here, Erick, you must take a nosegay from the garden with you, and when you come back, be sure you come and see us, do not forget." "Thank you, Kaetheli," Erick called back, "I shall certainly come to see you, a year from now.

Good-bye, Kaetheli, good-bye, Churi!" Both jumped down, and the horses started.
"Look, look, Grandfather," cried Erick quickly, and pulled the grandfather in front of him, so that he could see better.

"Look, there is Marianne's little house.