sparkled as if it were sprinkled with diamond dust, and great
diamonds were lying on the snowy carpet.

'Isn't it wonderful?' exclaimed a girl who was walking with a
young man in the garden. They stopped near the Snow-man, and
looked at the glistening trees. 'Summer cannot show a more
beautiful sight,' she said, with her eyes shining.

'And one can't get a fellow like this in summer either,' said the
young man, pointing to the Snow-man. 'He's a beauty!'

The girl laughed, and nodded to the Snow-man, and then they both
danced away over the snow.

'Who were those two?' asked the Snow-man of the yard-dog. 'You
have been in this yard longer than I have. Do you know who they
are?'

'Do I know them indeed?' answered the yard-dog. 'She has often
stroked me, and he has given me bones. I don't bite either of
them!'

'But what are they?' asked the Snow-man.

'Lovers!' replied the yard-dog. 'They will go into one kennel
and gnaw the same bone!'

'Are they the same kind of beings that we are?' asked the
Snow-man.