Kaetheli, surprised, shook her head.

"I never have heard that song, but perhaps we sing it, only a little differently.

I am sure I shall find it.

Tell me what it is about, about people or animals ?" "At the beginning about flowers, green trees, you know, with those beautiful branches and--" "Stop, I know all," Kaetheli interrupted him; "now I am going to sing it to you." And with a firm voice and full tones Kaetheli began seriously: "'Three roses in the garden, Three birds are in the wood, In summer it is lovely In winter it is good.' "Is that it ?" she now asked, full of confidence that it must be it.

But Erick shook his head decidedly, and said: "No, no, that is not my song, there is no similarity between it and what you sing." Kaetheli was much surprised.