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- [101](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/101/) — Then Frost took pity on the girl, wrapped her up in furs, and warmed her with blankets.
- [102](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/102/) — Next morning the old woman said to her husband:--
- [103](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/103/) — "Drive out, old greybeard, and wake the young couple!"
- [104](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/104/) — The old man harnessed his horse and drove off.
- [105](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/105/) — When he came to where his daughter was, he found she was alive and had got a good pelisse, a costly bridal veil, and a pannier with rich gifts.
- [106](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/106/) — He stowed everything away on the sledge without saying a word, took his seat on it with his daughter, and drove back.
- [107](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/107/) — They reached home, and the daughter fell at her stepmother's feet.
- [108](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/108/) — The old woman was thunderstruck when she saw the girl alive, and the new pelisse and the basket of linen.
- [109](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/109/) — "Ah, you wretch!" she cries. "
- [110](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/110/) — But you shan't trick me!"
- [111](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/111/) — Well, a little later the old woman says to her husband:--
- [112](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/112/) — "Take my daughters, too, to their bridegroom.
- [113](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/113/) — The presents he's made are nothing to what he'll give them."
- [114](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/114/) — Well, early next morning the old woman gave her girls their breakfast, dressed them as befitted brides, and sent them off on their journey.
- [115](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/115/) — In the same way as before the old man left the girls under the pine.
- [116](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/116/) — There the girls sat, and kept laughing and saying:
- [117](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/117/) — "Whatever is mother thinking of!
- [118](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/118/) — All of a sudden to marry both of us off!
- [119](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/119/) — As if there were no lads in our village, forsooth!
- [120](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/120/) — Some rubbishy fellow may come, and goodness knows who he may be!"
- [121](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/121/) — The girls were wrapped up in pelisses, but for all that they felt the cold.
- [122](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/122/) — "I say, Prascovia! the frost's skinning me alive.
- [123](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/123/) — Well, if our bridegroom\[281\] doesn't come quick, we shall be frozen to death here!"
- [124](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/124/) — "Don't go talking nonsense, Mashka; as if suitors\[282\] generally turned up in the forenoon.
- [125](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/125/) — Why it's hardly dinner-time yet!"
- [126](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/126/) — "But I say, Prascovia! if only one comes, which of us will he take?"
- [127](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/127/) — "Not you, you stupid goose!"
- [128](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/128/) — "Then it will be you, I suppose!"
- [129](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/129/) — "Of course it will be me!"
- [130](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/130/) — "You, indeed! there now, have done talking stuff and treating people like fools!"
- [131](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/131/) — Meanwhile, Frost had numbed the girl's hands, so our damsels folded them under their dress, and then went on quarrelling as before.
- [132](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/132/) — "What, you fright! you sleepy-face! you abominable shrew! why, you don't know so much as how to begin weaving: and as to going on with it, you haven't an idea!"
- [133](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/133/) — "Aha, boaster! and what is it you know?
- [134](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/134/) — Why, nothing at all except to go out to merry-makings and lick your lips there.
- [135](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/135/) — We'll soon see which he'll take first!"
- [136](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/136/) — While the girls went on scolding like that, they began to freeze in downright earnest.
- [137](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/137/) — Suddenly they both cried out at once:
- [138](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/138/) — "Whyever is he so long coming.
- [139](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/139/) — Do you know, you've turned quite blue!"
- [140](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/140/) — Now, a good way off, Frost had begun cracking, snapping his fingers, and leaping from fir to fir.
- [141](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/141/) — To the girls it sounded as if some one was coming.
- [142](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/142/) — "Listen, Prascovia!
- [143](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/143/) — He's coming at last, and with bells, too!"
- [144](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/144/) — "Get along with you!
- [145](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/145/) — I won't listen; my skin is peeling with cold."
- [146](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/146/) — "And yet you're still expecting to get married!"
- [147](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/147/) — Then they began blowing on their fingers.
- [148](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/148/) — Nearer and nearer came Frost.
- [149](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/149/) — At length he appeared on the pine, above the heads of the girls, and said to them:
- [150](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/150/) — "Are ye warm, maidens?
- [151](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/151/) — Are ye warm, pretty ones?
- [152](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/152/) — Are ye warm, my darlings?"
- [153](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/153/) — "Oh, Frost, it's awfully cold! we're utterly perished!
- [154](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/154/) — We're expecting a bridegroom, but the confounded fellow has disappeared."
- [155](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/155/) — Frost slid lower down the tree, cracked away more, snapped his fingers oftener than before.
- [156](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/156/) — "Are ye warm, maidens?
- [157](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/157/) — Are ye warm, pretty ones?"
- [158](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/158/) — "Get along with you!
- [159](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/159/) — Are you blind that you can't see our hands and feet are quite dead?"
- [160](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/160/) — Still lower descended Frost, still more put forth his might,\[283\] and said:
- [161](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/161/) — "Are ye warm, maidens?"
- [162](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/162/) — "Into the bottomless pit with you!
- [163](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/163/) — Out of sight, accursed one!" cried the girls--and became lifeless forms.
- [164](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/164/) — \[284\]
- [165](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/165/) — Next morning the old woman said to her husband:
- [166](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/166/) — "Old man, go and get the sledge harnessed; put an armful of hay in it, and take some sheep-skin wraps.
- [167](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/167/) — I daresay the girls are half-dead with cold.
- [168](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/168/) — There's a terrible frost outside!
- [169](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/169/) — And, mind you, old greybeard, do it quickly!"
- [170](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/170/) — Before the old man could manage to get a bite he was out of doors and on his way.
- [171](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/171/) — When he came to where his daughters were, he found them dead.
- [172](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/172/) — So he lifted the girls on to the sledge, wrapped a blanket round them, and covered them up with a bark mat.
- [173](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/173/) — The old woman saw him from afar, ran out to meet him, and called out ever so loud:
- [174](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/174/) — "Where are the girls?"
- [175](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/175/) — "In the sledge."
- [176](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/176/) — The old woman lifted the mat, undid the blanket, and found the girls both dead.
- [177](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/177/) — Then, like a thunderstorm, she broke out against her husband, abusing him saying:
- [178](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/178/) — "What have you done, you old wretch?
- [179](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/179/) — You have destroyed my daughters, the children of my own flesh and blood, my never-enough-to-be-gazed-on seedlings, my beautiful berries!
- [180](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg22373/39/180/) — I will thrash you with the tongs; I will give it you with the stove-rake."

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