“And she forgot the stars, the moon, the sun;

And she forgot the blue above the trees;

And she forgot the dells where waters run;

And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze.

She had no knowledge⁠ ⁠…”

“And she forgot the stars, the moon, the sun; And she forgot the blue above the trees; And she forgot the dells where waters run; And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze. She had no knowledge⁠ ⁠…”

“Don’t, Mother,” interrupted Wolf crossly, “Gerda knows what she’s doing.”