"We'd like to, very much!" Sylvie replied. "Come, Bruno, put on your hat. Don't keep the dear Professor waiting!"
"Can't find my hat!" the little fellow sadly replied. "I were rolling it about. And it's rolled itself away!"
"Maybe it's rolled in there," Sylvie suggested, pointing to a dark recess, the door of which stood half open: and Bruno ran in to look. After a minute he came slowly out again, looking very grave, and carefully shut the cupboard-door after him.
"It aren't in there," he said, with such unusual solemnity, that Sylvie's curiosity was roused.
"What is in there, Bruno?"
"There's cobwebsand two spiders" Bruno thoughtfully replied, checking off the catalogue on his fingers, "and the cover of a picture-bookand a tortoiseand a dish of nutsand an old man."
"An old man!" cried the Professor, trotting across the room in great excitement. "Why, it must be the Other Professor, that's been lost for ever so long!"
