’Do you really think I shall?’ asked little Hans.
’I have no doubt of it,’ answered the Miller, ‘but now that you have
mended the roof, you had better go home and rest, for I want you to
drive my sheep to the mountain tomorrow.’
Poor little Hans was afraid to say anything to this, and early the next
morning the Miller brought his sheep round to the cottage, and Hans
started off with them to the mountain tomorrow. It took him the whole
day to get there and back; and when he returned he was so tired that
he went off to sleep in his chair, and did not wake up till it was broad
daylight.
’What a delightful time I shall have in my garden,’ he said, and he
went to work at once.
