Then Paula talked with him very kindly and said he should have come immediately and told everything, and it was right that he had told her all now so frankly, and that he would not regret it. Then she said he could promise Joergli ten francs, as soon as she had the cross in her hands again. "Ten francs!" repeated Moni, full of astonishment, for he knew how Joergli would have sold it for much less. Then Moni rose and said he would go right away that very day to Kueblis, and if he got the cross he would bring it with him early the next morning. He ran along and was once more able to leap and jump, for he had a much lighter heart and the heavy burden no longer weighed him down to the ground. When he reached home, he only put his goats in, told his grandmother he had an errand to do, and ran at once down to Kueblis. He found Joergli at home and told him without delay what he had done. At first the boy was very angry, but when he considered that all was known, he took out the cross and asked: "Will she give me anything for it?" "Yes, and now you can see, Joergli," said Moni, indignantly, "how by being honorable you will receive ten francs, and by being deceitful only four: the ten francs you are going to have now." Joergli was very much amazed. He regretted that he had not gone immediately with the cross to the Bath House, after he had picked it up in front of the door, for now he had not a clear conscience and it might have been so different! But now it was too late. He gave the cross to Moni, who hastened home with it, for it had already grown quite dark. CHAPTER V MONI SINGS AGAIN Paula had given orders to be wakened early the next morning, for she wanted to be on the spot when the goat-boy came. She was anxious to deal with him herself. That evening she had held a long conversation with the landlord, and had then come out of his room quite happy; so she must have planned something delightful with him. When the goat-boy came along with his flock in the morning, Paula was already standing in front of the house, and she called out: "Moni, can't you sing even now?" He shook his head. "No, I can't. I am always wondering how much longer Maeggerli will go with me. I never can sing any more as long as I live, and here is the cross." Whereupon he handed her a little package, for the grandmother had wrapped it carefully for him in three or four papers. Paula took out the cross from the wrappings and examined it closely. It really was her beautiful cross with the sparkling stones, and quite unharmed. "Well, Moni," she said now very kindly, "you have given me a great pleasure, for if it had not been for you, I might never have seen my cross again. Now, I am going to give you a pleasure. Go take Maeggerli there out of the shed, she belongs to you now!" Moni stared at the young lady in astonishment, as if it were impossible to understand her words. At last he stammered: "But how--how can Maeggerli be mine?"