f.

"Are you tired, mine child?" she said.

No, Herr Baby was not at all tired. He wanted to walk down the street to
the other end to see all the shops, he wanted to see _all_ the streets
and _all_ the shops before they went home. Lisa was rather amused. She
had not known Herr Baby was so _very_ fond of shops, she said, and it
would take far too long to see them _all_. But she went to the end of
that street with him, and then back again down the opposite side, and
then he begged her to turn down the other street they had crossed on
their way to the confectioner's, and they had gone quite to the end of
_it_, Baby staring in at all the shop windows in a way that really made
Lisa smile, for he looked so grave and solemn, when all of a sudden,
just as Lisa was thinking of saying they must go home, Baby gave a sort
of little scream and almost jumped across the street.

"Him sees it, him sees it," he cried, and when Lisa asked him what he
meant, all he would say was,

"That's the little street we went down with auntie the 'nother day," and
Lisa, who had forgotten all about the old shop window with the shiny
glass and the blue-eyed picture, wondered why he was so eager about it.

"Is that the way we came?" she said, "I am not sure. I not quite
remember."

But "him wants to go home that way," persisted Baby, and he tugged Lisa
along. They passed at the other side, but Baby did not mind that. He
could see across quite plainly, for the street was narrow, and there
were still the glasses in the corner and the sweet baby-girl face up on
the wall, looking down on them.

And after that he was quite satisfied to go quietly home; he did not
speak much on the way, but Lisa was accustomed to his grave fits, and
did not pay much attention to them. He only asked her one question--just
as they were getting close to the Villa.

"Is it to-morrow mother's going to have all the pitty things for
dinner?" he said.

"Yes, Herr Baby, and Lisa will be busy, to show Francois how Miladi
likes everything. Herr Baby and Fraeulein Denny will be goot and play
peacefully in the garden to-morrow, so she can be busy," said Lisa, who
was very proud of being of so much consequence.

"Yes," said Herr Baby, "him won't want you to take care of him."

After tea he got out his money-box. This he often did. He was such a
careful little boy that mother let him keep his money himself, and it
was a great pleasure to him to count over the different kinds of