"But we are not allowed to do it. Don't you remember papa saying we mustn't?" answered Willi.
"I don't actually mean to shoot. We'll just try a little how it works," suggested Lili.
This tempted Willi very much.
"But where shall we try it? There is too little room in the hall," he said.
"Of course not here; I know a good place, for it in the garden," she cried, running out with the arrow towards an open space near, the hedge. Willi eagerly followed with the bow.
"Here is a good place," said Lili, "let's both try it together."
Willi stuck the bow into the ground and both pulled the string back as hard as they could. When they succeeded in tightening the string, Lili jubilated loudly.
"Now lift up the bow," she directed her brother, "put on the arrow like that and pull this thing here back. You'll see what fun it is! Try it, Willi."
The boy pulled hard, and the arrow went whirring through the hedge. That same moment, they heard a cry of pain in the little garden beyond. Then everything was still.
