“I have got a goat now, too,” said she.
“Have you?”
“Yes; but it is not so pretty as yours.”
“Why don’t you come oftener up on the cliff?”
“Grandpapa is afraid I shall fall over.”
“Mother knows so many songs,” said he.
“Grandpapa does, too, you can believe.”
“Yes; but he does not know what mother does.”
“Grandpapa knows one about a dance. Would you like to hear it?”
“Yes, very much.”