some time after, the foster-mother had to go away again, and she charged the lassie, who by this time was half grown up, most earnestly that she mustn't try to go into, or to peep into, the third room. but when her foster-mother had been gone some time, and the lassie was weary of walking about alone, all at once she thought, "dear me, what fun it would be just to peep a little into that third room." then she thought she mustn't do it for her foster-mother's sake; but when the bad thought came the second time she could hold out no longer; come what might, she must and would look into the room; so she just opened the door a tiny bit, when pop! out flew the sun.