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The
banks
on
both
sides
were
beautiful
;
lovely
flowers
,
venerable
trees
,
and
slopes
with
sheep
and
cows
,
but
not
a
human
being
was
to
be
seen
.
"
Perhaps
the
river
will
carry
me
to
little
Kay
,
"
said
she
;
and
then
she
grew
less
sad
.
She
rose
,
and
looked
for
many
hours
at
the
beautiful
green
banks
.
Presently
she
sailed
by
a
large
cherry-orchard
,
where
was
a
little
cottage
with
curious
red
and
blue
windows
;
it
was
thatched
,
and
before
it
two
wooden
soldiers
stood
sentry
,
and
presented
arms
when
anyone
went
past
.
Gerda
called
to
them
,
for
she
thought
they
were
alive
;
but
they
,
of
course
,
did
not
answer
.
She
came
close
to
them
,
for
the
stream
drifted
the
boat
quite
near
the
land
.
Gerda
called
still
louder
,
and
an
old
woman
then
came
out
of
the
cottage
,
leaning
upon
a
crooked
stick
.
She
had
a
large
broad-brimmed
hat
on
,
painted
with
the
most
splendid
flowers
.
"
Poor
little
child
!
"
said
the
old
woman
.
"
How
did
you
get
upon
the
large
rapid
river
,
to
be
driven
about
so
in
the
wide
world
!
"
And
then
the
old
woman
went
into
the
water
,
caught
hold
of
the
boat
with
her
crooked
stick
,
drew
it
to
the
bank
,
and
lifted
little
Gerda
out
.
And
Gerda
was
so
glad
to
be
on
dry
land
again
;
but
she
was
rather
afraid
of
the
strange
old
woman
.
"
But
come
and
tell
me
who
you
are
,
and
how
you
came
here
,
"
said
she
.
And
Gerda
told
her
all
;
and
the
old
woman
shook
her
head
and
said
,
"
A-hem
!
a-hem
!
"
and
when
Gerda
had
told
her
everything
,
and
asked
her
if
she
had
not
seen
little
Kay
,
the
woman
answered
that
he
had
not
passed
there
,
but
he
no
doubt
would
come
;
and
she
told
her
not
to
be
cast
down
,
but
taste
her
cherries
,
and
look
at
her
flowers
,
which
were
finer
than
any
in
a
picture-book
,
each
of
which
could
tell
a
whole
story
.
She
then
took
Gerda
by
the
hand
,
led
her
into
the
little
cottage
,
and
locked
the
door
.
The
windows
were
very
high
up
;
the
glass
was
red
,
blue
,
and
green
,
and
the
sunlight
shone
through
quite
wondrously
in
all
sorts
of
colors
.
On
the
table
stood
the
most
exquisite
cherries
,
and
Gerda
ate
as
many
as
she
chose
,
for
she
had
permission
to
do
so
.
While
she
was
eating
,
the
old
woman
combed
her
hair
with
a
golden
comb
,
and
her
hair
curled
and
shone
with
a
lovely
golden
color
around
that
sweet
little
face
,
which
was
so
round
and
so
like
a
rose
.
