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HANS ANDERSEN'S FAIRY TALES Grey,' the mole had quite fallen in love with her through the charm of her sweet voice; however, he said nothing, he was such a prudent, cautious animal.

He had just been digging a long passage through the earth from their house to his, and he now gave permission to the field-mouse and Tommelise to walk in it as often as they liked; however, he bade them not be afraid of the dead bird that lay in the passage; it was a whole bird, with beak and feathers entire, and therefore he supposed it must have died quite lately, at the beginning of the winter, and had been buried just in the place where he had dug his passage.

The mole took a piece of tinder, which shines like fire in the dark, in his mouth, and went on first to light his friends through the long dark passage, and when they came to the place where the dead bird lay, he thrust his broad nose up against the ceiling and pushed up the earth, so as to make a great hole for the light to come through. In the midst of the floor lay a swallow, his wings clinging firmly to his sides, his head and legs drawn under the feathers; the poor bird had evidently died of cold. Tommelise felt so very sorry, for she loved all the little birds, who had sung and chirped so merrily to her the whole summer long; but the mole kicked it with his short legs, saying, 'Here 's a fine end to all its whistling! a miserable thing it must be to be born a bird. None of my children will be birds, that's a comfort! Such creatures have nothing but their "quivit," and must be starved to death in the winter.'

'Yes, indeed, a sensible animal like you may well say so,' returned the field-mouse; 'what has the bird got by all his chirping and chirruping? when winter comes it must starve and freeze; and it is such a great creature too!'

Tommelise said nothing, but when the two others had 60