One evening as Nan started out for a walk the white moon in the sky went
before her.
“Why, the moon is coming, too,” said Nan, and she stood still, she was
so surprised. The white moon stood still too. Nan walked on faster. The
white moon went faster before her. At the corner Nan turned to go home.
Now the white moon was behind, but it followed her even to the door. Nan
looked up at it before going in, and the white moon looked down at Nan.
That night before she jumped into bed Nan looked out of the window. There
in the starry sky was the moon gazing down at her.
“Were you waiting for me all this time, moon?” asked Nan. “I can’t come
out until to-morrow night. We’ll have another walk then.”
And they did.