Byfogeden stod ved det åbne vindue; han var i manchetskjorte, med brystnål i kalvekrøset og overordentlig vel barberet, selvgjort arbejde; dog var han kommet til at give sig et lille snit, men hen over det sad en lap avispapir.
"Hør, du lille!" råbte han.
Og den lille var ingen anden end vaskekonens søn, der netop gik forbi og ærbødig tog sin kasket af; den var knækket i skyggen og indrettet til at putte i lommen. I de fattige, men rene og særdeles vel lappede klæder og med svære træsko, stod drengen ærbødig, som var det for kongen selv han stod.
Sådan starter HC Andersens eventyr, Hun duede ikke. Nu skal du finde eventyret frem og svare på nogle sprørgsmål:
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The mayor was standing at his open window; he was wearing a dress shirt with a dainty breastpin in its frill. He was very well shaven, self-done, though he had cut himself slightly and had stuck a small bit of newspaper over the cut.
"Listen, youngster!" he boomed.
The youngster was none other than the washerwoman's son, who respectfully took off his cap as he passed. This cap was broken at the rim, so that he could put it into his pocket. In his poor but clean and very neatly mended clothes, and his heavy wooden shoes, the boy stood as respectfully as if he were before the king.
This is how the fairy tale, She was good for nothing, by HC Andersen begins. Now you have to find the fairy tale and answer some questions:
