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"
'
There
is
no
good
in
my
going
to
see
little
Hans
as
long
as
the
snow
lasts
,
'
the
Miller
used
to
say
to
his
wife
,
'
for
when
people
are
in
trouble
they
should
be
left
alone
and
not
be
bothered
by
visitors
.
That
at
least
is
my
idea
about
friendship
,
and
I
am
sure
I
am
right
.
So
I
shall
wait
till
the
spring
comes
,
and
then
I
shall
pay
him
a
visit
,
and
he
will
be
able
to
give
me
a
large
basket
of
primroses
,
and
that
will
make
him
so
happy
.
'
"
'
You
are
certainly
very
thoughtful
about
others
,
'
answered
the
Wife
,
as
she
sat
in
her
comfortable
armchair
by
the
big
pinewood
fire
;
'
very
thoughtful
indeed
.
It
is
quite
a
treat
to
hear
you
talk
about
friendship
.
I
am
sure
the
clergyman
himself
could
not
say
such
beautiful
things
as
you
do
,
though
he
does
live
in
a
three-storied
house
,
and
wear
a
gold
ring
on
his
little
finger
.
'
"
'
But
could
we
not
ask
little
Hans
up
here
?
'
said
the
Miller
's
youngest
son
.
'
If
poor
Hans
is
in
trouble
I
will
give
him
half
my
porridge
,
and
show
him
my
white
rabbits
.
'
"
'
What
a
silly
boy
you
are
!
'
cried
the
Miller
;
'
I
really
do
n't
know
what
is
the
use
of
sending
you
to
school
.
You
seem
not
to
learn
anything
.
Why
,
if
little
Hans
came
up
here
,
and
saw
our
warm
fire
,
and
our
good
supper
,
and
our
great
cask
of
red
wine
,
he
might
get
envious
,
and
envy
is
a
most
terrible
thing
,
and
would
spoil
anybody
's
nature
.
I
certainly
will
not
allow
Hans
'
nature
to
be
spoiled
.
I
am
his
best
friend
,
and
I
will
always
watch
over
him
,
and
see
that
he
is
not
led
into
any
temptations
.
Besides
,
if
Hans
came
here
,
he
might
ask
me
to
let
him
have
some
flour
on
credit
,
and
that
I
could
not
do
.
Flour
is
one
thing
and
friendship
is
another
,
and
they
should
not
be
confused
.
Why
,
the
words
are
spelt
differently
,
and
mean
quite
different
things
.
Everybody
can
see
that
.
'
"
'
How
well
you
talk
!
'
said
the
Miller
's
Wife
,
pouring
herself
out
a
large
glass
of
warm
ale
;
'
really
I
feel
quite
drowsy
.
It
is
just
like
being
in
church
.
'
"
'
Lots
of
people
act
well
,
'
answered
the
Miller
;
'
but
very
few
people
talk
well
,
which
shows
that
talking
is
much
the
more
difficult
thing
of
the
two
,
and
much
the
finer
thing
also
'
;
and
he
looked
sternly
across
the
table
at
his
little
son
,
who
felt
so
ashamed
of
himself
that
he
hung
his
head
down
,
and
grew
quite
scarlet
,
and
began
to
cry
into
his
tea
.
However
,
he
was
so
young
that
you
must
excuse
him
.
"
"
Is
that
the
end
of
the
story
?
"
asked
the
Water-rat
.
"
Certainly
not
,
"
answered
the
Linnet
,
"
that
is
the
beginning
.
"
