--- title: Everything in the Right Place — Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen · full text with trees · page 2 description: Everything in the Right Place, «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: It is more than a hundred years ago! --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/page/2/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/) / Everything in the Right Place # Everything in the Right Place · page 2 [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/) **2** - [101](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/101/) — The clergymen stood humbly together in a corner, and looked as if they were preparing for a funeral, but it was a festival--only the amusement had not yet begun. - [102](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/102/) — A great concert was to take place, and that is why the baron's young son had brought his willow flute with him; but he could not make it sound, nor could his father, and therefore the flute was good for nothing. - [103](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/103/) — There was music and songs of the kind which delight most those that perform them; otherwise quite charming! - [104](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/104/) — "Are you an artist?" said a cavalier, the son of his father; "you play on the flute, you have made it yourself; it is genius that rules--the place of honour is due to you." - [105](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/105/) — "Certainly not! - [106](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/106/) — I only advance with the time, and that of course one can't help." - [107](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/107/) — "I hope you will delight us all with the little instrument--will you not?" - [108](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/108/) — Thus saying he handed to the tutor the flute which had been cut from the willow tree by the pool; and then announced in a loud voice that the tutor wished to perform a solo on the flute. - [109](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/109/) — They wished to tease him--that was evident, and therefore the tutor declined to play, although he could do so very well. - [110](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/110/) — They urged and requested him, however, so long, that at last he took up the flute and placed it to his lips. - [111](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/111/) — That was a marvellous flute! - [112](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/112/) — Its sound was as thrilling as the whistle of a steam engine; in fact it was much stronger, for it sounded and was heard in the yard, in the garden, in the wood, and many miles round in the country; at the same time a storm rose and roared; "Everything in the right place." - [113](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/113/) — And with this the baron, as if carried by the wind, flew out of the hall straight into the shepherd's cottage, and the shepherd flew--not into the hall, thither he could not come--but into the servants' hall, among the smart footmen who were striding about in silk stockings; these haughty menials looked horror-struck that such a person ventured to sit at table with them. - [114](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/114/) — But in the hall the baron's daughter flew to the place of honour at the end of the table--she was worthy to sit there; the pastor's son had the seat next to her; the two sat there as if they were a bridal pair. - [115](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/115/) — An old Count, belonging to one of the oldest families of the country, remained untouched in his place of honour; the flute was just, and it is one's duty to be so. - [116](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/116/) — The sharp-tongued cavalier who had caused the flute to be played, and who was the child of his parents, flew headlong into the fowl-house, but not he alone. - [117](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/117/) — The flute was heard at the distance of a mile, and strange events took place. - [118](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/118/) — A rich banker's family, who were driving in a coach and four, were blown out of it, and could not even find room behind it with their footmen. - [119](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/119/) — Two rich farmers who had in our days shot up higher than their own corn-fields, were flung into the ditch; it was a dangerous flute. - [120](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/120/) — Fortunately it burst at the first sound, and that was a good thing, for then it was put back into its owner's pocket--"its right place." - [121](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/121/) — The next day, nobody spoke a word about what had taken place; thus originated the phrase, "to pocket the flute." - [122](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/122/) — Everything was again in its usual order, except that the two old pictures of the peddlar and the goose-girl were hanging in the banqueting-hall. - [123](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/123/) — There they were on the wall as if blown up there; and as a real expert said that they were painted by a master's hand, they remained there and were restored. " - [124](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/124/) — Everything in the right place," and to this it will come. - [125](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/125/) — Eternity is long, much longer indeed than this story. [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/155/) **2** - ← previous: [The Red Shoes](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/154/) - next →: [A Rose From Homer's Grave](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/156/) - ↑ back to [Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/)