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frightened? Had he been pleased to see auntie? Had he carried Minet all
the way? Oh, there were more questions than I could tell you--almost
more than Herr Baby could answer; and Minet, too, came in for a share of
the petting.

When they had got most of their questions answered, they all found out
they were very hungry, and they set to work at their tea, and for a
while there was silence in the nursery. Suddenly Baby leant his two
elbows on the table and looked round.

"It were all the pitty little girl that keeped the shiny glasses for
him. Her _are_ so pitty."

"What little girl?" said the children, all together.

"Do you mean the young woman's little girl in the shop?"

"No," said Herr Baby, "not that kind of little girl. Him means a little
girl up on the wall--a _pitcher_ girl; but him thinks her are a
_fairy_."

And having thus given his opinion, Baby looked round again with great
satisfaction, and Celia and Denny whispered to each other that really
Baby sometimes said very funny things for such a little boy!

They were all dressed as usual, and Denny and Baby went in to dessert,
while Celia and Fritz waited, as became such _big_ young people, in the
drawing-room. Everybody was very kind to the children, and Baby, had he
been any one else _but_ Herr Baby, would have been spoilt by all the
petting the ladies wanted to give him. But his eyes were fixed on one
thing, or rather on two things, on the table, one in front of mother at
one end, one in front of grandfather at the other, there they stood, two
queerly-shaped glass jugs, sparkling and shining with many colours like
a rainbow, filled with the brightest and clearest water which might have
been drawn at a fairy well. And what pleasure shone in Baby's face as he
looked at them.

"You _is_ p'eased?" he said again to mother, as he bade her good-night.

It was a little difficult for mother to have to make "him" understand
that much as she loved him for remembering how sorry she had been to
have the first jugs broken, and how sweet she thought it of him to have
got her new ones, that still he must never again think of doing such
things by himself and without telling or asking any one.

She did not say anything to him that night; she could not bear to spoil
his pretty pleasure, but the next day she made him understand; and Baby
"p'omised" he would never again set off on his own account, or settle
any plan without asking mother or auntie, or perhaps Celia,