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 the jagged rocks, and both of them should lie all torn and maimed! Oh, no, he said with anguish in his heart, that must not happen anyway; he must manage to be able to pray again and come to the dear Lord with everything that weighed on his heart; then he could be happy again, that he felt sure of. Moni would throw off the weight that oppressed him, he would go and tell the landlord everything—But then? Then Jörgli would not persuade his father, and the landlord would slaughter Mäggerli. Oh, no! Oh, no! he couldn’t bear that, and he said: “No, I will not do it! I will say nothing!” But he did not feel satisfied, and the weight on his heart grew heavier and heavier. Thus Moni’s whole day passed.

He started home at evening as silent as he had come in the morning. When he found Paula standing near the Bath House, and she sprang quickly across to the goat-shed and asked sympathetically: “Moni, what is the matter? Why don’t you sing any more?” he turned shyly away and said:

“I can’t,” and as quickly as possible made off with his goats.

Paula said to her aunt above: “If I only knew what was the matter with the goat-boy! He is quite changed. You wouldn’t know him. If he would only sing again!”