lf was
particularly annoyed.

"Why Dora," he said, "I thought you were going to guess my charade; will
you try now?"

But Dora said it was really time for her to go home; so Mrs. Birkenfeld
told them that they must wait till to-morrow for all they had to say, and
that Dora would come every day to see them and would take lessons with
them too. This satisfied them, and they charged Dora to come very early
and stay very late, for there was a great deal to do and a great deal to
show her. The leave taking lasted a long time, but Rolf suddenly cut the
thing short.

He was going to have the last word with Dora, for he was to walk home with
her. As they crossed the grass plot towards the cottage, the stars were
shining so brightly overhead, that Dora stood still.

"Look up, Rolf;" she said, "do you see those five twinkling stars up
there? I know them very well; they were my own stars in Karlsruhe, and
they are here with me too."

"Oh yes, I've seen those; they are on our map of the Heavens. Do you know
their names, Dora?"

"No, indeed; can you tell the names of the stars Rolf? How much you do
know!" said Dora admiringly. "Don't those five all belong together, and
have one name? There are others too that look as if they belonged
together. Do you know them all? How I should like to learn them from you!"

Rolf was much pleased with the idea of giving lessons in astronomy, to one
so eager to learn.

"Let us begin now," said he enthusiastically; "I will tell them all to you
one after another, even if it takes till midnight."

This reminded Dora how late it was.

"No, Rolf" she said quickly, "thank you very much, but no more to-night.
To-morrow; will you tell me to-morrow?"

"Well, to-morrow then, Dora, don't forget. Good-night."

"Good-night, Rolf;" and Dora hurried into the house. She was so brimming
over with happiness and the many pleasures of the day, that she sprang
up-stairs to Aunt Ninette, and began to tell her everything all mixed up
together, with such astonishing vivacity, that her aunt drew back rather
startled.

"Dora! Dora! think a minute! this excitement may go to your arm! Go to
sleep as quick as you can; that is the best thing you can do."

Dora went to her bed-room, but sleep was impossible. She knelt down at her
bed-side and gave heart-felt thanks to God for sending her all this
happiness; she resolved that when these holidays were over she would go
back to her work again without complaint; no m