Mattina lifted the heavy screaming boy off the bed, and sat down on the floor with him. "Why does Bebeko want his hat?" she whispered. "Now in a minute after I have fastened his little boots for him, I shall tie it on his head and he will go with Mamma and Babba and Taki, and hear the pretty music; and when he comes back...." The child stopped crying and looked at her, "and when he comes back, if he be a good child, I shall have such a beautiful boat ready for him, cut out of an aubergine! It will have two seats and a helm." "And a mast. Will it have a mast too, Mattina?" "And a mast, of course." "And a sail?" "No," said Mattina seriously, looking out of the window, "it will not want a sail, there is no wind to-day." "But I want it to have a sail," persisted the child. "I have no rag for a sail," said Mattina. "Bebeko must ask his Mamma for some when the boat is ready." When both children were dressed, there was a search for the Kyria's parasol which was nowhere to be found. At first she accused Mattina of having broken it and hidden the pieces, and at last remembered that she had left it at her sister's house. Then her keys were mislaid, looked for in all sorts of places, and discovered at last under her pillow. Lastly she searched angrily for a twenty-five drachmæ note, which she declared she had folded up and placed under her gloves in the early morning. "I put it there on purpose to change it when I went out, and buy 'pastas'[23] for dinner to-day. It was here, I tell you, just under these gloves; or stay, perhaps I pinned it on the pincushion." But neither under the gloves nor on the pincushion was the note to be found. "Well," said the Kyria at last, "your master must have taken it for something, and have forgotten to tell me. I shall meet him at the square. Come, let us go!" "Kyria," and Mattina stood in her way. "What do you want? It is late." "Kyria, my uncle has sent me word that they have not seen me for many days, and that I must go there this afternoon, and also if you make difficulties, and keep me closed up, I am to tell you that he, my uncle, will come and take me away and find another house for me." All this was repeated very quickly, and as though Mattina had just learned it by heart. Her mistress stared at her. "Another house, indeed! And what house will take a lazy one like you? Do you think there are many mistresses who have as good a heart as I have, and will keep you only because they are sorry for you being an orphan? Besides, who says I keep you closed up? Do you not go for a walk nearly every day with the children? Also I was just going to tell you that as I have my sisters here this afternoon, who will help me with the children, you could go out. Of course I mean after you have washed up your plates, and put all in their places. And you are not to be late, mind!" she added as an afterthought. "Do you hear?" "I hear," said Mattina.