"Yes, they've wondered ever so much what you're going to do. Are you really worth so many hundred millions?"
"Yes, Lilian, all the money in the whole world is mine."
"Ah, what do you say! you must think I'm a goose; I'm not so simple as all that. But what do you mean to be?"
"A soldier."
"Oh, that's nice; then you'll come over to us, and help kill all the people dead who keep slaves. My father and uncle say 'twill be done soon. Ah, if 'twere only now as 'twas in the old times, then we'd go away together into the great forest, far off into the world, and then we'd come to a castle where there were only wee-bit, tiny dwarfs, and there'd be one hermit, a good man with a snow-white beard, whom all the animals in the wood loved—and Herr Knopf might be just such a hermit—yes he's to be our hermit, and he'll be named Emil Martin. Come, we'll call him after this brother Martin."
Thus the children amused each other, and Roland again asked,—
"Why must you go away so soon as to-morrow?"
"And why must you stay here any longer?" answered Lilian.
"I must stay with my parents."
"And I with mine. Ah, you've a beard already," cried the child, pulling suddenly the down on his lip.