"Whatisthatnoiseabout?"saidtheoldwoman,lookingroundtheroom,buthersightwasnotverygood;therefore,whenshesawtheducklingshethoughtitmustbeafatduck,thathadstrayedfromhome. "Ohwhataprize!"sheexclaimed,"Ihopeitisnotadrake,forthenIshallhavesomeduck'seggs.Imustwaitandsee."Sotheducklingwasallowedtoremainontrialforthreeweeks,buttherewerenoeggs. Nowthetomcatwasthemasterofthehouse,andthehenwasmistress,andtheyalwayssaid,"Weandtheworld,"fortheybelievedthemselvestobehalftheworld,andthebetterhalftoo.Theducklingthoughtthatothersmightholdadifferentopiniononthesubject,butthehenwouldnotlistentosuchdoubts. "Canyoulayeggs?"sheasked."No.""Thenhavethegoodnesstoholdyourtongue.""Canyouraiseyourback,orpurr,orthrowoutsparks?"saidthetomcat."No.""Thenyouhavenorighttoexpressanopinionwhensensiblepeoplearespeaking." Sotheducklingsatinacorner,feelingverylowspirited,tillthesunshineandthefreshaircameintotheroomthroughtheopendoor,andthenhebegantofeelsuchagreatlongingforaswimonthewater,thathecouldnothelptellingthehen. "Whatanabsurdidea,"saidthehen."Youhavenothingelsetodo,thereforeyouhavefoolishfancies.Ifyoucouldpurrorlayeggs,theywouldpassaway." "Butitissodelightfultoswimaboutonthewater,"saidtheduckling,"andsorefreshingtofeelitcloseoveryourhead,whileyoudivedowntothebottom." "Delightful,indeed!"saidthehen,"whyyoumustbecrazy!Askthecat,heisthecleverestanimalIknow,askhimhowhewouldliketoswimaboutonthewater,ortodiveunderit,forIwillnotspeakofmyownopinion;askourmistress,theoldwoman-thereisnooneintheworldmorecleverthansheis.Doyouthinkshewouldliketoswim,ortoletthewatercloseoverherhead?" "Youdon'tunderstandme,"saidtheduckling. "Wedon'tunderstandyou?Whocanunderstandyou,Iwonder?Doyouconsideryourselfmorecleverthanthecat,ortheoldwoman?Iwillsaynothingofmyself.Don'timaginesuchnonsense,child,andthankyourgoodfortunethatyouhavebeenreceivedhere. Areyounotinawarmroom,andinsocietyfromwhichyoumaylearnsomething.Butyouareachatterer,andyourcompanyisnotveryagreeable.Believeme,Ispeakonlyforyourowngood.Imaytellyouunpleasanttruths,butthatisaproofofmyfriendship.Iadviseyou,therefore,tolayeggs,andlearntopurrasquicklyaspossible." "IbelieveImustgooutintotheworldagain,"saidtheduckling. "Yes,do,"saidthehen.Sotheducklingleftthecottage,andsoonfoundwateronwhichitcouldswimanddive,butwasavoidedbyallotheranimals,becauseofitsuglyappearance. Autumncame,andtheleavesintheforestturnedtoorangeandgold.then,aswinterapproached,thewindcaughtthemastheyfellandwhirledtheminthecoldair.Theclouds,heavywithhailandsnow-flakes,hunglowinthesky,andtheravenstoodonthefernscrying,"Croak,croak."Itmadeoneshiverwithcoldtolookathim. Allthiswasverysadforthepoorlittleduckling.Oneevening,justasthesunsetamidradiantclouds,therecamealargeflockofbeautifulbirdsoutofthebushes.Theducklinghadneverseenanylikethembefore.Theywereswans,andtheycurvedtheirgracefulnecks,whiletheirsoftplumageshownwithdazzlingwhiteness. Theyutteredasingularcry,astheyspreadtheirgloriouswingsandflewawayfromthosecoldregionstowarmercountriesacrossthesea.Astheymountedhigherandhigherintheair,theuglylittleducklingfeltquiteastrangesensationashewatchedthem. Hewhirledhimselfinthewaterlikeawheel,stretchedouthisnecktowardsthem,andutteredacrysostrangethatitfrightenedhimself.Couldheeverforgetthosebeautiful,happybirds;andwhenatlasttheywereoutofhissight,hedivedunderthewater,androseagainalmostbesidehimselfwithexcitement.Heknewnotthenamesofthesebirds,norwheretheyhadflown,buthefelttowardsthemashehadneverfeltforanyotherbirdintheworld. Hewasnotenviousofthesebeautifulcreatures,butwishedtobeaslovelyasthey.Pooruglycreature,howgladlyhewouldhavelivedevenwiththeduckshadtheyonlygivenhimencouragement.Thewintergrewcolderandcolder;hewasobligedtoswimaboutonthewatertokeepitfromfreezing,buteverynightthespaceonwhichheswambecamesmallerandsmaller. Atlengthitfrozesohardthattheiceinthewatercrackledashemoved,andtheducklinghadtopaddlewithhislegsaswellashecould,tokeepthespacefromclosingup.Hebecameexhaustedatlast,andlaystillandhelpless,frozenfastintheice. Earlyinthemorning,apeasant,whowaspassingby,sawwhathadhappened.Hebroketheiceinpieceswithhiswoodenshoe,andcarriedtheducklinghometohiswife.Thewarmthrevivedthepoorlittlecreature;butwhenthechildrenwantedtoplaywithhim,theducklingthoughttheywoulddohimsomeharm;sohestartedupinterror,flutteredintothemilk-pan,andsplashedthemilkabouttheroom. Thenthewomanclappedherhands,whichfrightenedhimstillmore.Heflewfirstintothebutter-cask,thenintothemeal-tub,andoutagain.Whataconditionhewasin!Thewomanscreamed,andstruckathimwiththetongs;thechildrenlaughedandscreamed,andtumbledovereachother,intheireffortstocatchhim;butluckilyheescaped. Thedoorstoodopen;thepoorcreaturecouldjustmanagetoslipoutamongthebushes,andliedownquiteexhaustedinthenewlyfallensnow.