But do n't cry ! You shall get in all right . My sweetheart knows a little back-stairs which leads to the sleeping-room , and she knows where to find the key . ' They went into the garden , and when the lights in the palace were put out one after the other , the crow led Gerda to a back-door . Oh , how Gerda 's heart beat with anxiety and longing ! It seemed as if she were going to do something wrong , but she only wanted to know if it were little Kay . Yes , it must be he ! She remembered so well his clever eyes , his curly hair . She could see him smiling as he did when they were at home under the rose trees ! He would be so pleased to see her , and to hear how they all were at home . Now they were on the stairs ; a little lamp was burning , and on the landing stood the tame crow . She put her head on one side and looked at Gerda , who bowed as her grandmother had taught her . ` My betrothed has told me many nice things about you , my dear young lady , ' she said . ` Will you take the lamp while I go in front ? We go this way so as to meet no one . ' Through beautiful rooms they came to the sleeping-room . In the middle of it , hung on a thick rod of gold , were two beds , shaped like lilies , one all white , in which lay the princess , and the other red , in which Gerda hoped to find Kay . She pushed aside the curtain , and saw a brown neck . Oh , it was Kay ! She called his name out loud , holding the lamp towards him .
He woke up , turned his head and -- it was not XXXXX !
Gerda Kay back-stairs eyes home one palace right sleeping-room something