Fani was delighted with the gift; it was for want of material that he had not drawn at home, and now there was nothing to prevent him from working to his heart’s content.  As he put the finishing touches to his sketch, while Emma looked on and admired, the sun went down, the shadows began to fall, and reminded the children that it was quite time to return home.

Fred had meanwhile finished his researches for grubs, and stood outside the hedge, looking up the road, in the hope of seeing his sister Emma, with whom he wished to have a very plain talk on the subject of the paper.  On the inside of the hedge, in the garden, stood Oscar, with the same intentions, but in a more seriously displeased state of mind, for had not Emma robbed him of his friend? and just now, too, when he was so important to Oscar; for the preparations for the Festival could not go on without Fani.

Feklitus was of no real assistance, for he was so slow-witted that it was impossible to get an idea into his head; while Fani took every suggestion like a flash, and had things at his finger-ends in a moment.  As Oscar thought and fretted over his injuries, his anger with Emma grew apace; he was sure that she had in hand some project, such as she was famous for; it was a shame, and he was determined to ferret it out, and spoil it for her; he would punish her for taking possession of his useful friend; and so on and so on, while Oscar, in growing excitement, paced to and fro with hasty steps.

In the meantime, Fred was peering into the twilight, and along the road, awaiting the coming of the culprit.  At last, he saw some one coming along the sidewalk; but it could hardly be Emma, for it was too wide, it took up the whole width of the path.  He ran forward, and found that it was Elsli, who was toiling along, her brother Rudi hanging to her skirts on one side, and Heili on the other, while in her arms she was carrying Hans, a solid child of two years.  The poor patient girl was quite weighed down under the burden of her three brothers.

“Oh, put that big boy down on his own feet!” cried Fred, who was shocked at the sight of such needless labor, “you are not fit to carry such a load.”

“I can’t put him down; he begins to scream as soon as I do, and he gets so naughty,” said Elsli, as she walked painfully along.

“Are you going to our house?” asked Fred, following her.

“Yes, I am going to fetch something; I have brought a bag to put it into,” and Elsli lifted her arm a little and showed a large bag hanging from it.

“You can’t carry anything more; do put that fat child down; he will break you in two,” said Fred indignantly.

By this time they had reached the house.

“Now I shall have to put you down a minute, Hanli,” said Elsli wearily, “for my arm aches so that I cannot bear it any longer.”  With these words she put the child upon his feet; but he forthwith set up a shriek that brought all the women out of the house with a bound; Mrs. Stein and her sister and Kathri were on the spot in an instant.