When I met the pretty shepherdess alone in the woods, I asked her if she feared the robbers.
“No,” she answered, “I have nothing for them to steal.”
“Ah, but you have a heart,” I said. “What would you do if that were stolen?”
She didn’t know what I meant. Her heart had never been stolen. She cared for it, you see.
Queen of the Woods in Felicia and the Pot of Pinks, Blue Fairy Book. Illustration by Kay Nielsen.
