or joy. The robber-girl lifted little Gerda
up, and had the foresight to tie her on firmly, and even gave her a
little pillow for a saddle. 'You must have your fur boots,' she said,
'for it will be cold; but I shall keep your muff, for it is so cosy!
But, so that you may not freeze, here are my mother's great fur gloves;
they will come up to your elbows. Creep into them!'

And Gerda cried for joy.

'Don't make such faces!' said the little robber-girl. 'You must look
very happy. And here are two loaves and a sausage; now you won't be
hungry!'

They were tied to the reindeer, the little robber-girl opened the door,
made all the big dogs come away, cut through the halter with her sharp
knife, and said to the reindeer, 'Run now! But take great care of the
little girl.'

And Gerda stretched out her hands with the large fur gloves towards the
little robber-girl and said, 'Good-bye!'

Then the reindeer flew over the ground, through the great forest, as
fast as he could.

The wolves howled, the ravens screamed, the sky seemed on fire.

'Those are my dear old northern lights,' said the reindeer; 'see how
they shine!'

And then he ran faster still, day and night.

The loaves were eaten, and the sausage also, and then they came to
Lapland.

They stopped by a wretched little house; the roof almost touched the
ground, and the door was so low that you had to creep in and out.

There was no one in the house except an old Lapland woman who was
cooking fish over an oil-lamp. The reindeer told Gerda's whole history,
but first he told his own, for that seemed to him much more important,
and Gerda was so cold that she could not speak.

'Ah, you poor creatures!' said the Lapland woman; 'you have still
further to go! You must go over a hundred miles into Finland, for there
the Snow-queen lives, and every night she burns Bengal lights. I will
write some words on a dried stock-fish, for I have no paper, and you
must give it to the Finland woman, for she can give you better advice
than I can.'

And when Gerda was warmed and had had something to eat and drink, the
Lapland woman wrote on a dried stock-fish, and begged Gerda to take care
of it, tied Gerda securely on the reindeer's back, and away they went
again.

The whole night was ablaze with northern lights, and then they came to
Finland and knocked at the Finland woman's chimney, for door she had
none.

Inside it was so hot that the Finland woman wore very few clothes; sh