76 Fairy Tales

the nuts really made his mouth water, he
called out—

“Never mind, little sister, don’t be fright-
ened, for I will take very few, and only those
because Iam so hungry that otherwise I am
afraid I shall never find the blue-haired
ogre.”

No sooner had he said this than a sharp
little voice at his elbow
made him jump round,
and there sat the pret-
tiest squirrel he had
ever seen, with a tail
which feathered quite
over her head, and
eyes that were bright
enough to make holes

 

in you.

“Tf you don’t it will be nobody’s fault but
your own,” she said testily, and talking very
fast. “Of course it is the easiest thing in
the world to find him when everybody knows
that he passes along the edge of the wood
each evening at sunset. But you two-legged