"But the flowers and the trees are in the song," she said, "or perhaps, Erick, you have forgotten the song and do not know how it goes ?" "Indeed, indeed I know," the latter assured her.

"You see, first there is a great feast, where they all come and throw down many flowers and wreaths because a great lord is coming and--" "Perhaps a count," Kaetheli interposed.
"Perhaps so." "Oh! now I know it! If you only had spoke of the count right away; now listen!" And again Kaetheli began with full tones: "'I stood on a high mountain And looked into a vale, A little ship came swimming Three counts did hoist the sail.' "Well, Erick ?" But Erick shook his head even more and said sadly: "Not at all, not a bit like it! Perhaps the song is lost and no one knows anything about it." "I know something else to help you," said helpful Kaetheli, whose tender heart was filled with compassion.

"To be sure, it is a little late, but I can still do it." Then she ran away, and Erick looked after her with great surprise, and wondered where she was going to look for the song.
Running all the way, Kaetheli had reached the bottom of the hill in a quarter of an hour.

On the garden wall stood Ritz.

"Get Sally, Ritz, but be quick," Kaetheli called up to him.