I tell him, if he does, I'll keep a bear.

He could eat the honey, you see.

And then I could teach him to dance by playing the bassoon to him.

Perhaps he would like the bassoon," he continued, after a pause, in his wistful way.

"Nobody else does." "If you had it with you now, I should love it for your sake," said Emmy with a sob.
"If you would take my advice and rest in the cottage, I could send for it," he replied unsmilingly.
"We must catch the train," said Emmy.
In Wirley, half a mile further, folks were stirring.