given your mother some advice, which was meant for your good. You do
not look in the least stupid, so you can help to persuade your mother.
I am sure you can understand what is good for you. Are you the elder?"

"No, the younger one," came quickly back for answer.

"So much the better. Then the elder will be still more sensible. If
you take my advice you can both contribute to the prosperity of the
whole family." With these words the gentleman gave the little girl his
hand and went away.

Agnes flew up the rest of the stairs and into the narrow hall. Her
brother Mux was standing expectantly in the open doorway. He did this
every day at the time his brother and sisters were coming home from
school. He loved the change that their coming brought after the quiet
morning.

"A fat gentleman was here and mother said afterward: 'Oh God!' and you
can't play the piano any more," he reported.

Agnes ran into the next room and as quickly out again. "Where is mother?
Mother, mother!" she called, opening one door after another.

"Here I am, Agnes, but do not be so violent," sounded the mother's
voice from the kitchen.

Agnes ran to her. "Mother, what is Mux saying? Is it really true? I
know that Mr. Schaller has been here and that he can tell us what we
have to do. What did he say? Is it really true what Mux has said? Oh,
I'll never eat again! I don't want to sleep or do anything any more.