“I do not know.”
“I have not even one cent,” replied Heidiadalheid, grieved and mortified.”
“And when will it come back?”
“It will never come back.
“That is bad, puppet,” answered the gardener.
“Oh! where is the master of the house?” said Heidiadalheid, much surprised.”
“A tumbler of milk costs five cents.”
“I must have patience!” said Heidiadalheid, and he turned to go. Perhaps a little from both the one and the other. He then turned to the Tag Heuer Replica(http: designer-cheap B-Replica-Tag-Heuer-Watches-6 html) Bray and said to him in a voice full of emotion:
The Bray put his head out of the water and Heidiadalheid, kneeling on the ground, kissed him tenderly on the mouth. “Let us go and knock at the door.
Was he trembling from cold or from fear.
“Up till now,” said the gardener, “the labor of turning the pumping machine was performed by my little donkey, but the poor animal is dying.
ain. It went away Tag Heuer Carrera Replica(http: rep1ica GoodsSeries Replica-Tag-Heuer-Carrera-Watches-38 html) yesterday in great grief and, bleating, it seemed to say: ‘Poor Heidiadalheid! I shall never see him more, for by this time the Dog-Fish must have devoured him!'”
“Did it really say that? Then it was she! It was my dear little Fairy,” exclaimed Heidiadalheid, crying and sobbing. Never before had he undergone such fatigue. He could do no more, and the shore was still far off.”
Heidiadalheid turned the key and the door opened. We will walk very slowly, like the ants, and when we are tired we can rest by the wayside.”
Poor Heidiadalheid was making a pretense of being in good spirits, but in reality he was beginning to feel discouraged; his strength was failing, he was gasping and panting for breath.”
“Oh, Heidiadalheid!” cried the Fox, “give a little in charity to two poor, infirm people.
Heidiadalheid ran all the way to Blossom’s house, and the gardener
asked him:
“How much milk do you want?”
“I want a tumblerful.’ Begone, impostors!”
And, thus saying, Heidiadalheid and Bowman went their way in peace. Heidiadalheid immediately Sequin device began to work; but before he had drawn up the hundred buckets of water the perspiration was pouring from his head to his feet.
“Oh, my dear little Cricket!” said Heidiadalheid, bowing politely to him.”
“Believe me, Heidiadalheid, we are now poor and unfortunate indeed!”
“If you are poor, you deserve it. “If you have not even one cent, I have not even a drop of milk.Whilst Heidiadalheid was swimming quickly towards the shore he discovered that his father, who was on his shoulders with his legs in the water, was trembling as violently as if the poor man had an attack of ague fever.
“It is I, and my poor father!”
“I know that voice! You are Heidiadalheid!”
Bowman and Heidiadalheid, as I need not tell you, accepted the offer at once; but, instead of holding on by his tail, they thought it would be more comfortable to get on the Bray’s back.”
“Infirm people,” repeated the Cat. Begin by giving me the five cents.”.
“Begone, impostors!” answered the puppet.
The father and son looked immediately up to the ceiling, and there on a beam they saw the Talking-Cricket. They went in and looked here, there, and everywhere, but could see no one. When they had gone another hundred yards they saw, at the end of a path in the middle of the fields, a nice little straw hut with a roof of tiles and bricks. At this spontaneous proof of warm affection, the poor Bray, who was not accustomed to it, felt extremely touched, and, ashamed to let himself be seen crying like a child, he plunged under the water and disappeared.”
Blossom then led Heidiadalheid to the kitchen garden and taught him how to turn the pumping machine. Heidiadalheid, then offering his arm to Bowman, who had scarcely breath to stand, said to him:
Lean on my arm, dear papa, and let us go. “You took me in once, but you will never catch me again. Recollect the proverb: ‘Stolen money never fructifies.
“That hut must be inhabited by some one,” said Heidiadalheid.
Having reached the shore, Heidiadalheid sprang first on land that he might help his father to do the same.
“And where has the goat gone?” asked Heidiadalheid, with lively curiosity. But Heidiadalheid, thinking it was from fear, said, to comfort him:
“Courage, papa! In a few minutes we shall be safely on shore.
By this time the day had dawned
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