No one knows what she looks like, for no one has ever seen her. But all long for her and thank her and bless her. She goes through the wood and touches the flowers and the trees and they bud at once. She goes through the stables and unfastens the cattle and lets them out into the fields. She goes straight into men's hearts and gladdens them. She makes it difficult for the best-behaved boy to sit still on his bench at school and occasions a terrible lot of mistakes in the exercise-books.

 

But she does not do this all at once. She attends to her business night after night and comes direct to those who long for her most.

 

So it happened that, on the very night when she arrived, she went straight to the anemones³, who stood in their green wraps and could no longer curb⁴ their impatience⁵.

 

And one, two, three! There they stood in newly-ironed white frocks and looked so fresh and pretty that the starlings sang their finest songs for sheer joy at the sight of them.

 

"Oh, how lovely it is here!" said the anemones. "How warm the sun is! And how the birds are singing! It is a thousand times better than last year."

 

But they say this every year, so it doesn't count.

 

Now there were many others who went quite off their heads when they saw that the anemones were out. There was a schoolboy who wanted to have his summer holidays right away; and then there was the beech⁶, who was highly offended:

 

"Aren't you coming to me soon, Dame Spring?" he said. "I am a much more important person than those silly anemones and really I can no longer control my buds."

 

"Coming, coming!" replied Dame Spring. "But you must give me a little time."

 

She went on through the wood. And, at every step, more anemones appeared. They stood in thick

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