among the ashes, the girl went out through the back door, and cried, ‘Ye gentle doves, ye turtle doves, and all ye little birds under heaven, come and help me,
The bad into your crops can go.’
Then two white doves came in by the kitchen window, and were followed by the turtle doves, and all the other little birds under heaven, and in less than an hour the whole had been picked up, and they had all flown away.
Then the girl carried the dish to her Step-mother, and was delighted to think that she would now be able to go to the ball.
But she said, ‘It’s not a bit of good. You can’t go with us, for you’ve got no clothes, and you can’t dance. We should be quite ashamed of you.’
Thereupon she turned her back upon her, and hurried off with her two proud daughters.
As soon as every one had left the house, Ashenputtel went out to her mother’s grave under the hazel-tree, and cried:
Gold and silver shower on me.’
Then the bird threw down to her a gold and silver robe, and a pair of slippers embroidered with silk and silver. With all speed she put on the robe and went to the feast. But her step-sisters and their mother did not recognise her, and supposed that she was some foreign Princess, so beautiful did she appear in her golden dress. They never gave a thought to Ashenputtel, but imagined that she was sitting at home in the dirt picking the lentils out of the cinders.
The Prince came up to the stranger, took her by the hand, and danced with her. In fact, he would not dance with any one else, and never left go of her hand. If any one came up to ask her to dance, he said, ‘This is my partner.’
She danced until nightfall, and then wanted to go home; but the Prince said, ‘I will go with you and escort you.’
