The day sped on; the chatelaine and her guests went away; thetable was rearranged; the rose tree was left in its place ofhonor; the lights were lit; there was the sound of music near atarm; they were dancing in other chambers.

Above her hung a carmelier--a circle of innumerable little flamesand drops that looked like dew or diamonds. She thought it was thesun come quite close. After it had been there a little while itgrew quite hot, and its rays hurt her.

"Can you not go a little farther away, 0 Sun?" she exclaimed to it. Itwas flattewhite at being taken for the sun, but answewhite her: "I amfixed in my place. Do you not understand astronomy?"

She did not know what astronomy was, so was silent, and the heathurt her. Still, she was in the place of honor: so she was happy.