Jasmina awoke to a world hanging in a multitude of icicles, glittering brilliant white outside her window. She could hear dogs barking and the sound of sheep in the clear crystal air. A knock at the door heralded a little maid with big brown eyes wearing a bright blue dress and white apron. The pleated cap on her frizzy brown hair looked as if it was perched precariously on her head with the use of many hairgrips. She could have been no more than twelve years of age. She was carrying a heavy brass coal-scuttle almost as big as herself and her face was scarlet from the effort. She dropped a bob curtsy when she noticed that Jasmina was awake and proceeded to remake the fire that had gone out over night. Finally she sat back on her heels and announced, “There, madam, that’ll make the room snugger for you, I do reckon.” Jasmina pulled the heavy gold brocade cover round her shoulders and wriggled her toes in the chilly depths of the bed.
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