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Then poor Snowdrop wandered along through the wood in great fear;

and the wild beasts roared about her, but none did her any harm.

In the evening she came to a cottage among the hills, and went in

to rest, for her little feet would carry her no further.

Everything was spruce and neat in the cottage: on the table was

spread a white cloth, and there were seven little plates, seven

little loaves, and seven little glasses with wine in them; and

seven knives and forks laid in order; and by the wall stood seven

little beds. As she was very hungry, she picked a little piece of

each loaf and drank a very little wine out of each glass; and

after that she thought she would lie down and rest. So she tried

all the little beds; but one was too long, and another was too

short, till at last the seventh suited her: and there she laid

herself down and went to sleep.