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Hansel and Gretel
After they had walked for a little, Hansel stood still and looked back at the house, and this maneuver he repeated
again and again. His father observed him, and said: "Hansel, what are you gazing at there, and why do you always
remain behind? Take care, and don't lose your footing." "Oh! father," said Hansel, "I am looking back at my white
kitten, which is sitting on the roof, waving me a farewell." The woman exclaimed: "What a donkey you are! that
isn't your kitten, that's the morning sun shining on the chimney." But Hansel had not looked back at his kitten,
but had always dropped one of the white pebbles out of his pocket on to the path.
When they had reached the middle of the forest the father said: "Now, children, go and fetch a lot of wood,
and I'll light a fire that you may not feel cold." Hansel and Gretel heaped up brushwood till they had made a pile
nearly the size of a small hill. The brushwood was set fire to, and when the flames leaped high the woman said:
"Now lie down at the fire, children, and rest yourselves: we are going into the forest to cut down wood; when
we've finished we'll come back and fetch you."
Hansel and Gretel sat down beside the fire, and at midday ate their little bits of bread. They heard the strokes
of the axe, so they thought their father was quite near. But it was no axe they heard, but a bough he had tied on
a dead tree, and that was blown about by the wind. And when they had sat for a long time their eyes closed with
fatigue, and they fell fast asleep. When they awoke at last it was pitch dark. Gretel began to cry, and said:
"How are we ever to get out of the wood?" But Hansel comforted her. "Wait a bit," he said, "till the moon is up,
and then we'll find our way sure enough." And when the full moon had risen he took his sister by the hand and
followed the pebbles, which shone like new threepenny bits, and showed them the path. They walked on through
the night, and at daybreak reached their father's house again. They knocked at the door, and when the woman
opened it she exclaimed: "You naughty children, what a time you've slept in the wood! we thought you were
never going to come back." But the father rejoiced, for his conscience had reproached him for leaving his
children behind by themselves.