human
Yes, so it happens in the world! thought the Fir Tree, and believed it must be true, because that was such a nice man who told it.
gpt
Well, who can know? Perhaps I shall fall downstairs, too, and marry a princess! And it looked forward with pleasure to being adorned again, the next evening, with candles and toys, gold and fruit.
human
To-morrow I shall not tremble, it thought.
gpt
I shall rejoice in all my splendor. To-morrow I shall hear the story of Klumpey-Dumpey again, and perhaps that of Ivede- Avede, too.
human
Now my splendor will begin afresh,
gpt
What's the meaning of this? thought the Tree.
human
What am I to do here? What is to happen?