″Yes,″ she cried, clapping her hands, ″that was it! So it is you. You are Professor Hora's tortoise, aren't you?″
WHO ELSE? ″Why didn't you say so right away, then?″
HAVING BREAKFAST. ″Oh, I'm so sorry,″ said Momo. ″I didn't mean to disturb you.
All I'd like to know is, why am I back here?″ BY CHOICE.
Momo scratched her head. ″That's funny, I don't remember wanting to leave.
How about you, Cassiopeia? Why did you come, too, instead of staying with the professor?″
BY CHOICE, Cassiopeia repeated. ″Thanks,″ said Momo. ″That was nice of you.″ NOT AT ALL.
That seemed to conclude the conversation as far as Cassiopeia was concerned, because she plodded off to resume her interrupted breakfast.
Momo sat down on the steps, impatient to see Beppo, Guido and the children again.
The music continued to ring out inside her, and though she was all alone with no one around to hear,
she joined in the words and melodies more and more loudly and lustily.
And as she sang, straight into the rising sun, it seemed to her that the birds and crickets and trees -
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