"Yes," said Sofie, dreamily, "clouds are very nice, but you never know how to catch them: they change every instant."
"Erik," said Herman, "just ask Aunt Valérie to lend me her album."
"No, no," cried Wanda, "go and fetch it yourself, lazybones!..."
But Erik wanted to go; and there came a great struggle. Wanda hugged the little fellow tight in her arms; Karl joined in: there was a general romp and Wanda, laughing, fell sideways to the ground.
"But, Wanda!" said Sofie, reprovingly.
Valérie stood up and went to Herman:
"With all this, you're not seeing my clouds, you lazy boy. I suppose I must take pity on you. Look...."
Herman now suddenly drew himself up and took the album:
"How funny!" he said. "Yellow and white and violet and pink. All sunsets!"
"And sunrises. I dare say I see more of them than you do!"