The dwarf ignored her and continued his play, “ Mr. dwarf!” Maria said angrily, “ would you be kind enough to tell me where brown Hoggie is?”

The dwarf stopped his play and looked at her with tears in his eyes, Maria thought the dwarf was weeping, thinking that he had lost something, but instead he was angry. “OOOOO!!” he cried, “Good Heavens!...why..why?” Maria was confused she thought the dwarf had done something wrong and that he was regretting it, but Maria continued to ask the same questions. “ Mr.dwarf, do you know where I can find Hoggie because he’s precious to me.”

The dwarf looked at her and said “do you know who I am,”

Maria was irritated as the dwarf did not answer her questions, despite a lot of askings but she tried not to be rude as she had been learning ‘a lady should know her etiquette’ and in a polite tone she said, “ I'm sorry, but I  came here just now after my pet had jumped here, which makes me and my pet new here.” The dwarf slowly narrowed his eyes at her. “ did you see what I was doing?”

“you mean the harmonica? I saw you playing the harmonica.” Maria said. “and what else?” the dwarf asked

“ and you were playing it in a very hideous way.” She replied

“Hideous!!” the dwarf yelled. “ how could you say it was hideous.”

Maria shrugged, “ because it sounded very bad.”

The dwarf twisted his lips and turned around “ Hmph…I do play well, unlike you brat!.”

At this Maria turned hot as pepper, she tightens her fist and stomped hard on the ground “ Brat? How dare you call me a brat and I can play,….well not harmonica but I can play the flute very well.” She yelled.

The dwarf started playing his harmonica ignoring Maria, this made her even angrier that she stomped very hard on the ground, and the mushroom where the dwarf was sitting popped out its head, throwing the dwarf away. “OH!NO, OH!NO,” he cried. The mushroom gave out a big yawn, “ Sprong….sprong…is it night already?” he said with a sleepy head. “but I remember sleeping just now.” Maria felt sorry for the mushroom. “ I am so sorry Mr. mushroom, but it was me who woke you up.”

The mushroom looked at her and said, “you woke me up? What's the emergency,”

“Oh! It's nothing.” She replied, “I am so sorry I was searching for my pet- a brown hedgehog, have you seen him?”

The mushroom looked up at the sky. “well there were lots of hedgehogs crossing over here and poking my sweet head Ow!”

Maria really felt sorry for the mushroom (maybe it was because the mushroom looked cute, or because mushroom was her favorite food and she felt guilty eating them.) “ well I hope you didn’t run across brown Hoggie, perhaps he might have poked you, you know he has a lot of spikes on his back, like a chestnut.”

“Oh! I love chestnut!” the mushroom said with joy tilting right and left.

“How insolent!” the dwarf said standing up holding his back.

“Oh! You noisy dwarf!” Maria said, “ and how could you sit on someone else's head.”

The dwarf picked his harmonica and started blowing away the dust in it.

“ Are you okay, Mr. mushroom, Mr. dwarf  has been sitting on your head for a very long time.”

The mushroom face grew gloomy and quickly hid on the ground again.

“Oh! No, what happened.” Maria said

The dwarf looked at her and said. “It's all your fault.”

“My fault?”

“Yes, you don’t say ‘not to do to someone when they are meant to do it.”

“ well, I didn’t know that,” Maria said,

“well, you should.” The dwarf said and he sat again on the mushroom’s head. “But..” before Maria could say anything, the dwarf started playing his harmonica, she had no choice but to cover her ears and walk away, following the gravel path.