I can shout very loud, just listen: 'Mr.
Castle-Steward!'"
Her cry was so vigorous that Mr. Trius became quite blue with rage. "Be
quiet, you little monster!" he said, but he opened the door nevertheless.
"Maybe we shouldn't go in," said Leonore. Maezli pulled her along,
however, and never let go her hand till they had reached the terrace; she
had no desire to leave her friend behind when they were so near their
goal. Now, Maezli quickly taking back the second picture-book, which
Leonore had been carrying for her, began to run.
"Just come! Leonore. Look! there he sits already." With this Maezli flew
over to the large pine tree.
"How do you do, Mr. Castle-Steward! Didn't I come soon again, this
time?" she merrily called out to him. "I have also brought everything I
promised. Here are the picture books--look! two of them. I thought you
might look through one too quickly."
Maezli laid both books on the lion skin and began to rummage through her
pockets. "Look what else I brought you," and Maezli laid down a tiny
ivory whistle. "Kurt gave it to me once and now I give it to you. If
you have a headache and Mr. Trius is far away, all you need to do is to
whistle. Then he can come and bring you some water. He'll hear it far,
far away, because it whistles as loud as anything. Just try it once! I
have also brought you Leonore."
The gentleman started slightly and looked up. Leonore had shyly
retreated behind the chair, but Maezli pulled her forward.
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