〃'Well；　really；'　answered　the　Miller；　'as　I　have　given　you　my

wheelbarrow；　I　don't　think　that　it　is　much　to　ask　you　for　a　few　flowers。　I

may　be　wrong；　but　I　should　have　thought　that　friendship；　true　friendship；

selfishness　of　any　kind。'

〃'My　dear　friend；　my　best　friend；'　cried　little　Hans；　'you　are　wele　to

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all　the　flowers　in　my　garden。　I　would　much　sooner　have　your　good

opinion　than　my　silver　buttons；　any　day'；　and　he　ran　and　plucked　all　his

pretty　primroses；　and　filled　the　Miller's　basket。

〃'Good…bye；　little　Hans；'　said　the　Miller；　as　he　went　up　the　hill　with　the

plank　on　his　shoulder；　and　the　big　basket　in　his　hand。

〃'Good…bye；'　said　little　Hans；　and　he　began　to　dig　aerrily；

he　was　so　pleased　about　the　wheelbarrow。

〃The　next　day　he　was　nailing　up　some　honeysuckle　against　the　porch；

when　he　heard　the　Miller's　voice　calling　to　him　from　the　road。　So　he

jumped　off　the　ladder；　and　ran　down　the　garden；　and　looked　over　the　wall。

〃There　was　the　Miller　with　a　large　sack　of　flour　on　his　back。

〃'Dear　little　Hans；'　said　the　Miller；　'would　you　mind　carrying　this　sack

of　flour　for　me　to　market？'

〃'Oh；　I　am　so　sorry；'　said　Hans；　'but　I　am　really　very　busy　to…day。　I

have　got　all　my　creepers　to　nail　up；　and　all　my　flowers　to　water；　and　all　my

grass　to　roll。'

〃'Well；　really；'　said　the　Miller；　'