he asked ; ` it makes you look so ugly ! There 's nothing the matter with me . Just look ! that rose is all slug-eaten , and this one is stunted ! What ugly roses they are ! ' And he began to pull them to pieces . ` Kay , what are you doing ? ' cried the little girl . And when he saw how frightened she was , he pulled off another rose , and ran in at his window away from dear little Gerda . When she came later on with the picture book , he said that it was only fit for babies , and when his grandmother told them stories , he was always interrupting with , ` But -- ' and then he would get behind her and put on her spectacles , and speak just as she did . This he did very well , and everybody laughed . Very soon he could imitate the way all the people in the street walked and talked . His games were now quite different . On a winter 's day he would take a burning glass and hold it out on his blue coat and let the snow-flakes fall on it . ` Look in the glass , Gerda ! Just see how regular they are ! They are much more interesting than real flowers . Each is perfect ; they are all made according to rule . If only they did not melt ! ' One morning Kay came out with his warm gloves on , and his little sledge hung over his shoulder .
He shouted to Gerda , ' I am going XXXXX the market-place to play with the other boys , ' and away he went .
Gerda If On in over sledge than that to with