wand, the mouse was that moment turned into a fine horse, which altogether made a very fine set of six horses of a beautiful mouse-coloured dapple-grey. Being at a loss for a coachman,
‘I will go and see,’ says Cinderella, ‘if there is never a rat in the rat-trap—we may make a coachman of him.’
‘Thou art in the right,’ replied her godmother; ‘go and look.’
Cinderella brought the trap to her, and in it there were three huge rats. The fairy made choice of one of the three which had the largest beard, and, having touched him with her wand, he was turned into a fat, jolly coachman, who had the smartest whiskers eyes ever beheld. After that, she said to her:
‘Go again into the garden, and you will find six lizards behind the watering-pot, bring them to me.’
She had no sooner done so but her godmother turned them into six footmen, who skipped up immediately behind the coach, with
