She had quite forgotten her promise to visit her grandmother.

A raindrop fell on her face.

She looked up, and for a moment her terror was lost in astonishment.

At first she thought the rising moon had left her place, and drawn nigh to see what could be the matter with the little girl, sitting alone, without hat or cloak, on the dark bare mountain; but she soon saw she was mistaken, for there was no light on the ground at her feet, and no shadow anywhere.

But a great silver globe was hanging in the air; and as she gazed at the lovely thing, her courage revived.