DANISH FAIRY AND FOLK TALES
we could, why, we should live ourselves in the shade!"
Katherine was, however, not yet satisfied, but continued: "Will grandma never have sunshine in her room, then?"
"No," returned her father, smilingly, "of course not—that is, unless you can carry it over to her."
After that day Kate often wondered how she could manage to bring the sunshine over to her grandmother's room. She looked at the flowers in the open air. They seemed to support the bright rays that rested like a golden net upon every object in the quivering summer air; even the green foliage and the glittering wings of the birds seemed to support their floating splendor. When Kate herself walked out and in she often thought that the shining mass clung to her face and her clothes. Could she not keep it with her, then, and bring it into the little, dreary room at the shady side of the house? She resolved to try.
Every bright day she went out and in the garden, where the sun would shine on her, and hastened back into the old lady's room. As soon as she had crossed the door-step, the rays were, however, gone—at least, she saw them no more. Still, her grandmother said: "I am always glad to see you come in, my little girl; it is dark and dreary here, but as soon as you open the door the bright sunshine peeps out of your eyes and cheers the room about me."
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