The Counterpane Fairy by Katharine Pyle
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Fairy!"
"Hush!" said she. "I'm listening." Then Teddy listened too, and as soon as he did he heard a sound of music like that of the music-box in the nursery at home, only it was very much clearer, and sweeter, and fainter. It seemed to come from outside the crystal window, and looking through it Teddy saw that outside was the most beautiful garden he had ever seen. The grass of the garden was a silvery green; and the paths were white. The leaves of the tress were lined with silver, and the branches hung with shining fruit. There were lilies growing beside the paths, and in the centre of the garden a fountain leaped and fell back into a marble basin. The water sparkled as though it were made of diamonds, and as Teddy listened he knew that the music he heard was the voice of the fountain. Presently it ceased and then the fairy turned to him and smiled. "Oh, Counterpane Fairy!" cried Teddy, "may I go out into that garden?" "That I don't know," said the fairy, "but if you want to get there the best thing for you to do is find Starlein and Silverling, for they are the only ones who can show you the way into the garden." "Where are they?" asked Teddy. "I can't tell you that, either," said the fairy, "but they're somewhere in the halls." |
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