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It seemed but a very short time before Gerda was crying, "I can see the Sea-gull Light, and Karen is out on the rocks." Then came all the excitement of landing.
Then Gerda wept hot tears which fell on his neck and thawed his heart and swept away the bit of the looking-glass. He looked at her and then he burst into tears. He cried so much that the glass splinter swam out of his eye; then he knew her, and cried out, 'Gerda! dear little Gerda! Where have you been so long? and where have I been? And he looked round him. 'How cold it is here!
Gerda, mounted upon her spirited Limousin steed, the gift of Kuno, shuddered as she felt Kurts eyes resting upon her, and she cast a despairing glance at the tower of Kunos castle, where, disconsolate and heavy of heart, he watched the bridal procession from the highest turret. The procession halted at the portal of the church, and all dismounted save Gerda.
VII. Gerda's Journey on the Reindeer. 1. The Lapland woman, a. Cares for Gerda. b. Sends message on a codfish. 2. The Finland woman. a. Cares for Gerda. b. Tells what has happened to Kay. c. Tells what ails Kay and says Kay may be saved by the power of innocent girlhood. VIII. Kay's Rescue. 1. At the Snow Queen's palace. a. Kay cannot write eternity. b. The Snow Queen leaves for Italy. c.
"I shouldn't want anyone to think of climbing that peak," said Miss Torsen. "It's as bare as a ship's mast." "What if I tried it, Gerda?" the manufacturer asked his wife with a smile. "After all, I'm an old sailor." "Nonsense," she said, smiling a little. "Well, I climbed the mast of a schooner last spring." "Where?" "In Iceland." "What for?"
Her pause, her smile, had been equivalent, as she saw them, to a permission, even to an invitation. He had turned away unnoticing, a queer, absent tenderness in his eyes, as they followed Gerda ... Gerda ... walking light-footed up the wet causeway.... Well, if he had got out of the habit of wanting to make love to her, she would not offer him chances again.
'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.
The chariot was stored with sugar biscuits, and there were fruit and ginger nuts under the seat. 'Good-bye, good-bye, cried the Prince and Princess; little Gerda wept, and the crow wept too. At the end of the first few miles the crow said good-bye, and this was the hardest parting of all.
He took off the blue cap he wore as he went to meet Gerda, and greeted her with all courtesy, asking to know her name. She answered him frankly, though it was plain that the gaze of all the strange faces disquieted her. "I am Gerda, granddaughter of that Thorwald who was a king in the south lands in the time of your great father, King Hakon," she said.
"After the snow comes, and my brothers have all gone into the woods for the winter, there are weeks at a time when I never see any one but my father and mother." "You can tell me all about your birds," Gerda suggested; "and the way the moon shines on the long stretches of snow; and about the animals that creep out from the woods sometimes and sniff around your door.
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