THE FAIRIES WHO CHANGED PLACES
"Very well," said Drop-of-Crystal, "I don't mind. After all, work of that kind is just the same as resting."
So he flew off to the place where Starblossom's flowers were beginning to show their spiky leaves above ground. He had never made a flower before, and did not know how to set about it, but he was much too proud to ask Starblossom how it ought to be done. So he did the best he could by himself.
It was a long time before he had finished a flower-bud. When the first one was done he thought it looked rather odd.
"There is something peculiar about that flower-bud," he said to himself. "It is really more like a big drop of snow than a flower! I suppose that comes of making snowflakes for so long. I must try again."
So he tried again, and again, and again. But every time the flower-bud was exactly like a big drop of snow.
"I can't help it," he said at last. "They will keep on being like drops of snow. But, after all, there is no reason why a flower should not be like a drop of snow. They are dear little flowers, anyway, and I shall go on making them like this."
So he went on for a long time making flowers that were like drops of snow, and dear little flowers they were.
In the meantime Starblossom was hard at work making snowflakes. She knew no more about making snowflakes than Drop-of-Crystal knew about making flowers, but, like Drop-of-Crystal, she determined to do the best she could without asking for help. She took a long time to make the first snowflake, because she was accustomed to finish
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