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A Little Boy and a Little Girl
KayandGerdalookedatthepicture-bookfullofbeastsandofbirds; anditwasthen—theclockinthechurch-towerwasjuststrikingfive —thatKaysaid,"Oh! Ifeelsuchasharppaininmyheart;andnowsomethinghasgotintomyeye!"
Thelittlegirlputherarmsaroundhisneck. Hewinkedhiseyes;nowtherewasnothingtobeseen.
"Ithinkitisoutnow,"saidhe; butitwasnot. Itwasjustoneofthosepiecesofglassfromthemagicmirror thathadgotintohiseye; andpoorKayhadgotanotherpiecerightinhisheart.Itwillsoonbecomelikeice. Itdidnothurtanylonger,butthereitwas.
"Whatareyoucryingfor?"askedhe. "Youlooksougly!There’snothingthematterwithme. Ah,"saidheatonce,"thatroseiscankered!Andlook,thisoneisquitecrooked! Afterall,theserosesareveryugly!Theyarejustliketheboxtheyareplantedin!" Andthenhegavetheboxagoodkickwithhisfoot, andpulledboththerosesup.
"Whatareyoudoing?"criedthelittlegirl; andasheperceivedherfright, hepulledupanotherrose,gotinatthewindow,andhastenedofffromdearlittleGerda.
Afterwards,whenshebroughtherpicture-book,heasked, "Whathorridbeastshaveyouthere?" Andifhisgrandmothertoldthemstories,healwaysinterruptedher; besides,ifhecouldmanageit,hewouldgetbehindher, putonherspectacles,andimitateherwayofspeaking; hecopiedallherways,andtheneverybodylaughedathim.
