The house-mouse was silent for a moment, out of respect for the other's emotion.
And the house-mouse also chose night for going to the larder.
When she had finished her work, she stopped and looked the house-mouse straight in the face.
"Good-bye, cousin, and au revoir to you," said the house-mouse.
In this way, the house-mouse had a very enjoyable time; and she had a good time also with regard to the people she lived with.
"That must have been a nice journey," said the house-mouse, licking her lips.
"Jens will forget me, perhaps," said the house-mouse, sadly.
"It must be strange to feel like that," said the house-mouse.
She winked at the house-mouse to confirm the truth of her fib.
"Good-morning, cousin, and the same to you," said the house-mouse.