The firt fall of now i not only an event but it i a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up to find yourelf in another quite different, and if thi i not enchantment, then where i it to be found?
The very tealth, the eerie quietne, of the thing make it more magical. Ifall the now fell at once in one hattering crah, awakening u in the middle of the night the event would be robbed of it wonder. But it flutter down, oundle, hour after hour while we are aleep. Outide the cloed curtain of the bedroom a vat tranfbrmation cene i takiag place, jut a if a myriad elve and brownie were at work, and we turn and yawn and tretch and know nothing about it. And then, what an extraordinary change it i! It i a if the houe continent. Even the inide, which ha not been touched, eem different, every room appearing maller and coier, jut a if ome power were trying to turn it into a woodcutter’ hut or a nug logcabin. Outide, where the garden wa yeterday, there i now a white and glitening level, and the village beyond i no longer your own familiar cluter of roof but a village in an old German fairy-tale.
You would not be urpried to learn that all the people there, the peetacled potmitre, the cobbler, the retired chool mater, and the ret, had uffered a change too and had become queer elvih being, purveyor of inviible cap and magic hoe. You yourelve do not feel quite the ame people you were yeterday. How could you not when o much ha been changed? There i a curiou tir, a little hiver of excite-ment, troubling the houe, not unlike the feeling there i abroad when a journey ha to be made. The children, of coure, are all excitement but even the adult hang about and talk to one another longer than uual before etting down to the day’ work. Nobody can reit the window. It i like being on board a hip.[由www.hAozuowEn.com整理]