'That evening,' said the fisherman, 'my wife and I sat by our hearth in silence, we were too sad for words. Suddenly the door of our cottage flew open, and there before us,[1] on the threshold, stood a little maiden, three or four years of age. Her eyes were blue and her hair was gold and she was clothed in beautiful garments. 'We gazed in wonder at the tiny vision. Was she only a magic child come to mock us in our loneliness, or was she a real, a living child? 'Then as we looked we saw that water trickled from her golden hair and that little streams were gathering at her tiny feet, as the water dripped and dripped from her beautiful clothing. all we can to help this little one." Her eyes danced merrily. But her only answer was some childish talk of crystal palaces and shining pearls.
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'That evening,' said the fisherman, 'my wife and I sat by our hearth in silence, we were too sad for words. Suddenly the door of our cottage flew open, and there before us,[1] on the threshold, stood a little maiden, three or four years of age. Her eyes were blue and her hair was gold and she was clothed in beautiful garments. 'We gazed in wonder at the tiny vision. Was she only a magic child come to mock us in our loneliness, or was she a real, a living child? 'Then as we looked we saw that water trickled from her golden hair and that little streams were gathering at her tiny feet, as the water dripped and dripped from her beautiful clothing. all we can to help this little one." Her eyes danced merrily. But her only answer was some childish talk of crystal palaces and shining pearls.
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