back into the entry, that he thought would do.

He held the fruit behind him; the apple in one hand, and the pear in the
other. Lucy saw him coming, and said,

"What have you got, Rollo?"

"Which will you have, right hand or left?" said he in reply.

"Right."

Rollo held forward his right hand, and, lo! it was the pear. But he
could not bear to part with it, and he brought forward the other, and
said,

"No, you may have the apple."

"No," said Lucy; "the pear is fairly mine; you asked me which I would
have, and I said the right."

"But I want the pear," said Rollo; "you may have the apple. Mother gave
them both to me."

"I want the pear too," said Lucy; "it is mine, and you must give it to
me."

Just then a voice called from the bedroom,

"Children!"