We're come to fetch you." I wasn't a bit frightened.

I went up to the beautiful bright thing, and the old man held down his hand, and I took hold of it, and gave a jump, and he gave me a lift, and I was inside the moon.

And what do you think it was like?
It was such a pretty little house, with blue windows and white curtains! At one of the windows sat a beautiful lady, with her head leaning on her hand, looking out.

She seemed rather sad, and I was sorry for her, and stood staring at her.
"`You didn't think I had such a beautiful mistress as that!' said the queer little man.

`No, indeed!' I answered: `who would have thought it ?' `Ah! who indeed?
But you see you don't know everything.' The little man closed the door, and began to pull at a rope which hung behind it with a weight at the end.