He felt quite securely hidden under protecting
nut-trees, and placing himself in the right position, he began his lesson.
"Do you see, there, your five stars--one two three, and then two more. Do
you see them distinctly?"
"Oh yes; I know them so well, so well," said Dora.
"Well, that constellation is Cassiopeia. And now just wait a moment, Dora.
I've just thought of a riddle that is very appropriate. You can guess it
easily, if you try."
"I will if I can, but I am afraid your riddles are too hard for me:"
"My first's a most delicious drink,
But best of all when fresh, I think.
Add then my second, and you make
An adjective, small pains to take!
My third must strait and narrow prove
Or 'twill not lead to heaven above.
Now for my whole--a countless host
In which each separate light is lost.
"Have you guessed it, Dora?"
"No, and I'm sure I cannot guess it. I am terribly dull at such things. I
am sorry; for it makes it stupid for you, but I can't help it," said Dora
dolefully.
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