. The pink fairy book. dge ! Dont forget my sledge ! He thoughtof that first, and it was fastened to one of the white birdswho flew behind with the sledge on its back. The Snow-queen kissed Kay again, and then he forgotall about little Gerda, his grandmother, and everybody athome. Now I must not kiss you anymore, she said, orelse I should kiss you to death. Then away they flew over forests and lakes, over seaand land. Round them whistled the cold wind, thewolves howled, and the snow hissed; over them flewthe black shrieking crows. But high up the moon shonelarge and bright, and thus Kay passed
. The pink fairy book. dge ! Dont forget my sledge ! He thoughtof that first, and it was fastened to one of the white birdswho flew behind with the sledge on its back. The Snow-queen kissed Kay again, and then he forgotall about little Gerda, his grandmother, and everybody athome. Now I must not kiss you anymore, she said, orelse I should kiss you to death. Then away they flew over forests and lakes, over seaand land. Round them whistled the cold wind, thewolves howled, and the snow hissed; over them flewthe black shrieking crows. But high up the moon shonelarge and bright, and thus Kay passed the long winternight. In the day he slept at the Snow-queens feet. But what happened to little Gerda when Kay did notcome back? What had become of him? Nobody knew. Theother boys told how they had seen him fasten his sledgeon to a large one which had driven out of the town gate. Gerda cried a great deal. The winter was long anddark to her. Then the spring came with warm sunshine. I willgo and look for Kay, said 84 THE SNOW-QUEEN So she went clown to the river and got into a littleboat that was there. Presently the stream began tocarry it away. Perhaps the river will take me to Kay/ thoughtGerda. She glided down, past trees and fields, till shecame to a large cherry garden, in which stood a littlehouse with strange red and blue windows and a strawroof. Before the door stood two wooden soldiers, whowere shouldering arms. Gerda called to them, but they naturally did notanswer. The river carried the boat on to the land. Gerda called out still louder, and there came out ofthe house a very old woman. She leant upon a crutch,and she wore a large sun-hat which was painted with themost beautiful flowers. You poor little girl! said the old woman. And then she stepped into the water, brought theboat in close with her crutch, and lifted little Gerda out. And now come and tell me who you are, and howyou came here, she said. Then Gerda told her everything, and asked her if shehad se
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