"Love the wells, listen to the brooks," she said. "I shall always be there. When you sit down in the evening, beside the springs, try to understand what they are trying to say...." Then she had to break off, for a regular waterfall of tears came gushing from her eyes, flooding all around her. However, she resumed: "Think of me when you see the water-bottle.... You will find me also in the ewer, the watering-can, the cistern and the tap...." Then Sugar came up, with a limping walk, for he could hardly stand on his feet. He uttered a few words of sorrow, in an affected voice and then stopped, for tears, he said, were not in harmony with his temperament. "Humbug!" cried Bread. "Sugar-plum! Lollipop! Caramel!" yelped Fire. [Illustration: Closely pursued by the Dog, who overwhelmed her with bites, blows and kicks] And all began to laugh, except the two children, who were very sad: "Where are Tylette and Tylo gone to?" asked our hero. At that moment, the Cat came running up, in a terrible state: her hair was on end and dishevelled, her clothes were torn and she was holding a handkerchief to her cheek, as though she had the tooth-ache. She uttered terrible groans and was closely pursued by the Dog, who overwhelmed her with bites, blows and kicks. The others rushed in between them to separate them, but the two enemies continued to insult and glare at each other. The Cat accused the Dog of pulling her tail and putting tin tacks in her food and beating her. The Dog simply growled and denied none of his actions: "You've had some," he kept saying, "you've had some and you're going to have some more!" But, suddenly, he stopped and, as he was panting with excitement, it could be seen that his tongue turned quite white: Light had told him to kiss the Children for the last time. "For the last time?" stammered poor Tylo. "Are we to part from these poor Children?" His grief was such that he was incapable of understanding anything. "Yes," said Light. "The hour which you know of is at hand.... We are going to return to silence...." Thereupon the Dog, suddenly realizing his misfortune, began to utter real howls of despair and fling himself upon the Children, whom he loaded with mad and violent caresses: "No! No!" he cried. "I refuse!... I refuse!... I shall always talk!... And I shall be very good.... You will keep me with you and I shall learn to read and write and play dominoes!... And I shall always be very clean.... And I shall never steal anything in the kitchen again...." He went on his knees before the two Children, sobbing and entreating, and, when Tyltyl, with his eyes full of tears, remained silent, dear Tylo had a last magnificent idea: running up to the Cat, he offered, with smiles that looked like grins, to kiss her. Tylette, who did not possess his spirit of self-sacrifice, leaped back and took refuge by Mytyl's side. Then Mytyl said, innocently: "You, Tylette, are the only one that hasn't kissed us yet."