第 3 节
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off on long errands; or getting him to help at the mill。 Little
Hans was very much distressed at times; as he was afraid his
flowers would think he had forgotten them; but he consoled himself
by the reflection that the Miller was his best friend。 'Besides;'
he used to say; 'he is going to give me his wheelbarrow; and that
is an act of pure generosity。'
〃So little Hans worked away for the Miller; and the Miller said all
kinds of beautiful things about friendship; which Hans took down in
a note…book; and used to read over at night; for he was a very good
scholar。
〃Now it happened that one evening little Hans was sitting by his
fireside when a loud rap came at the door。 It was a very wild
night; and the wind was blowing and roaring round the house so
terribly that at first he thought it was merely the storm。 But a
second rap came; and then a third; louder than any of the others。
〃'It is some poor traveller;' said little Hans to himself; and he
ran to the door。
〃There stood the Miller with a lantern in one hand and a big stick
in the other。
〃'Dear little Hans;' cried the Miller; 'I am in great trouble。 My
little boy has fallen off a ladder and hurt himself; and I am going
for the Doctor。 But he lives so far away; and it is such a bad
night; that it has just occurred to me that it would be much better
if you went instead of me。 You know I am going to give you my
wheelbarrow; and so; it is only fair that you should do something
for me in return。'
〃'Certainly;' cried little Hans; 'I take it quite as a compliment
your coming to me; and I will start off at once。 But you must lend
me your lantern; as the night is so dark that I am afraid I might
fall into the ditch。'
〃'I am very sorry;' answered the Miller; 'but it is my new lantern;
and it would be a great loss to me if anything happened to it。'
〃'Well; never mind; I will do without it;' cried little Hans; and
he took down his great fur coat; and his warm scarlet cap; and tied
a muffler round his throat; and started off。
〃What a dreadful storm it was! The night was so black that little
Hans could hardly see; and the wind was so strong that he could
scarcely stand。 However; he was very courageous; and after he had
been walking about three hours; he arrived at the Doctor's house;
and knocked at the door。
〃'Who is there?' cried the Doctor; putting his head out of his
bedroom window。
〃'Little Hans; Doctor。'
〃'What do you want; little Hans?'
〃'The Miller's son has fallen from a ladder; and has hurt himself;
and the Miller wants you to come at once。'
〃'All right!' said the Doctor; and he ordered his horse; and his
big boots; and his lantern; and came downstairs; and rode off in
the direction of the Miller's house; little Hans trudging behind
him。
〃But the storm grew worse and worse; and the rain fell in torrents;
and little Hans could not see where he was going; or keep up with
the horse。 At last he lost his way; and wandered off on the moor;
which was a very dangerous place; as it was full of deep holes; and
there poor little Hans was drowned。 His body was found the next
day by some goatherds; floating in a great pool of water; and was
brought back by them to the cottage。
〃Everybody went to little Hans' funeral; as he was so popular; and
the Miller was the chief mourner。
〃'As I was his best friend;' said the Miller; 'it is only fair that
I should have the best place'; so he walked at the head of the
procession in a long black cloak; and every now and then he wiped
his eyes with a big pocket…handkerchief。
〃'Little Hans is certainly a great loss to every one;' said the
Blacksmith; when the funeral was over; and they were all seated
comfortably in the inn; drinking spiced wine and eating sweet
cakes。
〃'A great loss to me at any rate;' answered the Miller; 'why; I had
as good as given him my wheelbarrow; and now I really don't know
what to do with it。 It is very much in my way at home; and it is
in such bad repair that I could not get anything for it if I sold
it。 I will certainly take care not to give away anything again。
One always suffers for being generous。'〃
〃Well?〃 said the Water…rat; after a long pause。
〃Well; that is the end;〃 said the Linnet。
〃But what became of the Miller?〃 asked the Water…rat。
〃Oh! I really don't know;〃 replied the Linnet; 〃and I am sure that
I don't care。〃
〃It is quite evident then that you have no sympathy in your
nature;〃 said the Water…rat。
〃I am afraid you don't quite see the moral of the story;〃 remarked
the Linnet。
〃The what?〃 screamed the Water…rat。
〃The moral。〃
〃Do you mean to say that the story has a moral?〃
〃Certainly;〃 said the Linnet。
〃Well; really;〃 said the Water…rat; in a very angry manner; 〃I
think you should have told me that before you began。 If you had
done so; I certainly would not have listened to you; in fact; I
should have said 'Pooh;' like the critic。 However; I can say it
now〃; so he shouted out 〃Pooh〃 at the top of his voice; gave a
whisk with his tail; and went back into his hole。
〃And how do you like the Water…rat?〃 asked the Duck; who came
paddling up some minutes afterwards。 〃He has a great many good
points; but for my own part I have a mother's feelings; and I can
never look at a confirmed bachelor without the tears coming into my
eyes。〃
〃I am rather afraid that I have annoyed him;〃 answered the Linnet。
〃The fact is; that I told him a story with a moral。〃
〃Ah! that is always a very dangerous thing to do;〃 said the Duck。
And I quite agree with her。