"ipassedoninmycourse,"saidthewind,"andhepassedawayalso.hewasnotallowedtoremain,andlittleidagotoverit,becauseshewasobligedtodoso.proud,blackhorses,worthlookingat,wereneighinginthestable.andtheywerelockedup;fortheadmiral,whohadbeensentbythekingtoinspectthenewship,andmakearrangementsforitspurchase,wasloudinadmirationofthesebeautifulhorses.ihearditall,"saidthewind,"foriaccompaniedthegentlementhroughtheopendoorofthestable,andstrewedstalksofstraw,likebarsofgold,attheirfeet.waldemardaawantedgold,andtheadmiralwishedfortheproudblackhorses;thereforehepraisedthemsomuch.butthehintwasnottaken,andconsequentlytheshipwasnotbought.itremainedontheshorecoveredwithboards,-anoah'sarkthatnevergottothewater-whir-r-r-r-andthatwasapity.

"inthewinter,whenthefieldswerecoveredwithsnow,andthewaterfilledwithlargeblocksoficewhichihadblownuptothecoast,"continuedthewind,"greatflocksofcrowsandravens,darkandblackastheyusuallyare,cameandalightedonthelonely,desertedship.thentheycroakedinharshaccentsoftheforestthatnowexistednomore,ofthemanyprettybirds'nestsdestroyedandthelittleonesleftwithoutahome;andallforthesakeofthatgreatbitoflumber,thatproudship,thatneversailedforth.imadethesnowflakeswhirltillthesnowlaylikeagreatlakeroundtheship,anddriftedoverit.iletithearmyvoice,thatitmightknowwhatthestormhastosay.certainlyididmyparttowardsteachingitseamanship.

"thatwinterpassedaway,andanotherwinterandsummerbothpassed,astheyarestillpassingaway,evenasipassaway.thesnowdriftsonwards,theapple-blossomsarescattered,theleavesfall,-everythingpassesaway,andmenarepassingawaytoo.butthegreatman'sdaughtersarestillyoung,andlittleidaisaroseasfairtolookuponasonthedaywhentheshipbuilderfirstsawoftentumbledherlong,brownhair,whileshestoodinthegardenbytheapple-tree,musing,andnotheedinghowistrewedtheblossomsonherhair,anddishevelledit;orsometimes,whileshestoodgazingattheredsunandthegoldenskythroughtheopeningbranchesofthedark,thickfoliageofthegardentrees.hersisterjoannawasbrightandslenderasalily;shehadatallandloftycarriageandfigure,though,likehermother,ratherstiffinback.shewasveryfondofwalkingthroughthegreathall,wherehungtheportraitsofherancestors.thewomenwererepresentedindressesofvelvetandsilk,withtinylittlehats,embroideredwithpearls,ontheirbraidedhair.theywereallhandsomewomen.thegentlemenappearedcladinsteel,orinrichcloakslinedwithsquirrel'sfur;theyworelittleruffs,andswordsattheirsides.wherewouldjoanna'splacebeonthatwallsomeday?andhowwouldhelook,-hernoblelordandhusband?thisiswhatshethoughtof,andoftenspokeofinalowvoicetoherself.ihearditasisweptintothelonghall,andturnedroundtocomeoutagain.annadorothea,thepalehyacinth,achildoffourteen,wasquietandthoughtful;herlarge,deep,blueeyeshadadreamylook,butachildlikesmilestillplayedroundhermouth.iwasnotabletoblowitaway,neitherdidiwishtodoso.wehavemetinthegarden,inthehollowlane,inthefieldandmeadow,whereshegatheredherbsandflowerswhichsheknewwouldbeusefultoherfatherinpreparingthedrugsandmixtureshewasalwaysconcocting.waldemardaawasarrogantandproud,buthewasalsoalearnedman,andknewagreatdeal.itwasnosecret,andmanyopinionswereexpressedonwhathedid.inhisfireplacetherewasafire,eveninsummertime.hewouldlockhimselfinhisroom,andfordaysthefirewouldbekeptburning;buthedidnottalkmuchofwhathewasdoing.thesecretpowersofnaturearegenerallydiscoveredinsolitude,anddidhenotsoonexpecttofindouttheartofmakingthegreatestofallgoodthings-theartofmakinggold?