Terribly frightened, I tried to get out of the window again, but I could not: there was no way to the outside of the moon but through the door; and that was in the room where the lady sat.

No sooner had I reached the room, than the three bees, which had followed me, flew at once to the lady, and settled upon her hair.

Then first I saw her move.

She started, put up her hand, and caught them; then rose and, having held them into the flame of the lamp one after the other, turned to me.

Her face was not so sad now as stern.