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"
Yes
,
"
said
the
grandmother
,
"
she
flies
where
the
swarm
hangs
in
the
thickest
clusters
.
She
is
the
largest
of
all
;
and
she
can
never
remain
quietly
on
the
earth
,
but
goes
up
again
into
the
black
clouds
.
Many
a
winter
's
night
she
flies
through
the
streets
of
the
town
,
and
peeps
in
at
the
windows
;
and
they
then
freeze
in
so
wondrous
a
manner
that
they
look
like
flowers
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
have
seen
it
,
"
said
both
the
children
;
and
so
they
knew
that
it
was
true
.
"
Can
the
Snow
Queen
come
in
?
"
said
the
little
girl
.
"
Only
let
her
come
in
!
"
said
the
little
boy
.
"
Then
I
'd
put
her
on
the
stove
,
and
she
'd
melt
.
"
And
then
his
grandmother
patted
his
head
and
told
him
other
stories
.
In
the
evening
,
when
little
Kay
was
at
home
,
and
half
undressed
,
he
climbed
up
on
the
chair
by
the
window
,
and
peeped
out
of
the
little
hole
.
A
few
snow-flakes
were
falling
,
and
one
,
the
largest
of
all
,
remained
lying
on
the
edge
of
a
flower-pot
.
The
flake
of
snow
grew
larger
and
larger
;
and
at
last
it
was
like
a
young
lady
,
dressed
in
the
finest
white
gauze
,
made
of
a
million
little
flakes
like
stars
.
She
was
so
beautiful
and
delicate
,
but
she
was
of
ice
,
of
dazzling
,
sparkling
ice
;
yet
she
lived
;
her
eyes
gazed
fixedly
,
like
two
stars
;
but
there
was
neither
quiet
nor
repose
in
them
.
She
nodded
towards
the
window
,
and
beckoned
with
her
hand
.
The
little
boy
was
frightened
,
and
jumped
down
from
the
chair
;
it
seemed
to
him
as
if
,
at
the
same
moment
,
a
large
bird
flew
past
the
window
.
The
next
day
it
was
a
sharp
frost
--
and
then
the
spring
came
;
the
sun
shone
,
the
green
leaves
appeared
,
the
swallows
built
their
nests
,
the
windows
were
opened
,
and
the
little
children
again
sat
in
their
pretty
garden
,
high
up
on
the
leads
at
the
top
of
the
house
.
That
summer
the
roses
flowered
in
unwonted
beauty
.
The
little
girl
had
learned
a
hymn
,
in
which
there
was
something
about
roses
;
and
then
she
thought
of
her
own
flowers
;
and
she
sang
the
verse
to
the
little
boy
,
who
then
sang
it
with
her
:
"
The
rose
in
the
valley
is
blooming
so
sweet
,
And
angels
descend
there
the
children
to
greet
.
"
And
the
children
held
each
other
by
the
hand
,
kissed
the
roses
,
looked
up
at
the
clear
sunshine
,
and
spoke
as
though
they
really
saw
angels
there
.
What
lovely
summer-days
those
were
!
How
delightful
to
be
out
in
the
air
,
near
the
fresh
rose-bushes
,
that
seem
as
if
they
would
never
finish
blossoming
!
Kay
and
Gerda
looked
at
the
picture-book
full
of
beasts
and
of
birds
;
and
it
was
then
--
the
clock
in
the
church-tower
was
just
striking
five
--
that
Kay
said
,
"
Oh
!
I
feel
such
a
sharp
pain
in
my
heart
;
and
now
something
has
got
into
my
eye
!
"
