“Hurted mine self welly much!” sobbed the poor little fellow. “What’s the matter, darling?” said Sylvie, with her arms round his neck. Bruno was standing with his hands over his face, crying bitterly. I had just time to glance at the Other Professor, who was sitting reading, with his back to us, before the Professor showed us out through the door, and locked it behind us. The Professor went before us to unlock the Ivory Door. It seemed very hard to reach down far enough to just touch the floor, as Sylvie led me through the study. The difficulty with me would have been, just then, not to walk on tip-toe. “I’ll ask him,” said the Professor, disappearing again.

“It’s Bruno that’s crying: and he’s my brother: and, please, we both want to go: he ca’n’t walk, you know: he’s-he’s dreaming, you know” (this in a whisper, for fear of hurting my feelings). “I ca’n’t, and I won’t! “Sylvie exclaimed, the moment he reappeared. The Professor returned to his friend: and this time the voice said “Tell her to bring them here-all of them!” “How you do puzzle me! Why, there are several boys I haven’t been teasing!” “You dear old thing!” she exclaimed, standing on tiptoe to kiss him, while he gravely stooped to receive the salute.

“Which Boy is it that you haven’t been teasing?” “I never tease him!” “Well, I must ask the Other Professor about it.” He went back into the study, and we heard him whispering “small human animal-says she hasn’t been teasing him-the kind that’s called Boy-” “No, indeed I haven’t!” Sylvie said, very earnestly. “What’s that crying I heard just now?” he asked. The door opened, and the Professor looked out. I’ll ask the Professor what we’d better do.” And she knocked at his study-door.

“There, I told you so! You’ve no idea how funny you look, moving your feet about in the air, as if you were walking! Wait a bit. And I tried my best to walk a few steps: but the ground slipped away backwards, quite as fast as I could walk, so that I made no progress at all. “I can walk as well as you can,” I repeated. “Why, you ca’n’t walk a bit! You’re lying quite flat on your back! You don’t understand these things.” “I can walk as fast as you can, I’m sure.” I could go to him, by myself, well enough. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.

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