In the garden behind the moon . . . Frontispiece
David looked up into Hans Krout's face
Suddenly a half-door opened and there stood a little old man
David sat down on the wooden bench and took up a big blue star
He was standing at an open window
"Where did you come from, little boy?" said she
Quick as aflash, David leaped out and upon it
Fast flew the black winged horse
The giant fell crashing upon the stones
She placed her hands on his shoulders