But right after, Dora gave a merry laugh. "It is Uncle Titus. He is still working in the summer house. Come, Rolf, let's go to him."
Rolf was willing, and when the two entered, Uncle Titus, who was comfortably leaning against the wall, looked very much pleased.
Rolf, after replying pleasantly to Mr. Ehrenreich's greeting, asked him casually, if he had guessed the charade.
"I suppose it is patrimony, my son," said Mr. Titus, patting Rolf's shoulder.
"Yes, it is," Rolf answered, pleased. "Did you guess the others, too, Mr. Ehrenreich?" Rolf inquired.
"Possibly, my son," replied Mr. Titus. "Would I be wrong, if I said the first was marigold and the second courage?"
"Oh, you guessed them all!" exclaimed Rolf, rejoicing. "It is wonderful to make charades, if somebody can guess them. I have another, in fact three more. May I ask you another, Mr. Ehrenreich?"
"Surely, dear son, why not?" replied Mr. Titus kindly. "Just say them, and I'll do my best to solve them."
After refreshing his memory a little, Rolf began. "The first is the shortest and easiest:"
"'A tiny thing, my first, which yet may move;
While for my second you need not look far;
To be my third is still against the rule—
My whole goes far beyond what's learned in school.'"