Fritz began to carve a doll and Mitzi began to read. She read about Richard Wagner (Väg´nẽr), who was one of the greatest musicians that ever lived.
But suddenly she stopped reading and screamed, "Fritz! Fritz! What are you doing?"
| "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" |
Fritz looked down at his work and, behold, he had almost cut off the head of a doll he was carving! The poor head was hanging by a splinter.
"Shame, shame! I cannot read to you if you do such things," said Mitzi. She started to close the book.
"No, please!" begged Fritz. "I promise I will not do it again. I was thinking only of Richard Wagner. I was not looking at the doll."
"Good, then," said Mitzi, "I shall read more if you will not dream again."
But before she began to read, she got up and went to a big cupboard. From the big cupboard she helped herself to a lovely, thick slice of German brown bread. Then she took out a long knife and a long sausage, which looked very much like the long dog, Frank. She cut the sausage and put pieces of it on the bread and ate it.
"Will you have some?" she asked Fritz.
But her mouth was so full of bread and sausage that her words sounded like "Will-awamwam?"