150 Fairy Tales

he would have seen light shoot out of her
eyes, but he was looking at Joan, and

wondering why girls were made so feeble.
And that very instant the dwarf woman
put a silver whistle to her mouth, and
blew so shrilly that it sounded high above

 

the rush and tumult of the flood. Before
many minutes had passed, a light cart,
drawn by two small deer, one of which was
ridden by a scarlet postillion, came swiftly
towards them, and directly he saw it all
Barthel’s scruples vanished. He jumped
in, pulled up Joan by his side, and lifted