In the dining room, the air with which he turns the key to the buffet! The child knows that this is only a game, but it seems the uncle took himself. He sniffs to smell like when it smells the best, grabs a bottle of Tokay, pours two glasses in which soaked biscuits and invites to drink, a finger on his lips, crystal ring imperceptibly … The evening snack is completed, Wladi care to put everything in order, it will Cadio flush with the glasses in the tub of the office, paper towels, filled the bottle, close the cookie jar, carefully dusted the crumbs, look at a the last time any property in its place in the cabinet … Neither seen nor known.

Wladi Cadio door with them to his room and left with a profound salvation. Cadio resumes sum he ‘had left the next day and asked if he has not dreamed it all.

Funny game for a child! What would Julius thought of that?

Lafcadio, although their eyes closed, not asleep, he can not sleep.

– The little old man, I feel there thinks I sleep, he thought. If I opened my eyes, I see him looking at me. Protos pretended it particularly difficult to pretend to sleep while paying attention, he undertook to recognize the false sleep in this small slight trembling of the eyelids … I suppress now. Protos he himself would be taken …