Then night came and all thought that it would be their last.  
But, suddenly, the bell-flower raised her aching head and listened.
 
She thought she heard a sound as when a drop falls ... now came another ... it down upon a leaf ... and another ... and another....
 
They all woke up, while the rain poured in .
 
The poor blades of grass stood up, the unhappy took fresh courage. The linnet began to sing, though it was a dark night. The hazel-bush shook with delight, until he nearly shook the linnet's young out of the nest.
 
Everything round about in the wood revived. The night was full of happiness. The and the farmer rose from their beds and met in the rain and shook each other by the hand with glad eyes.
 
It rained the whole night and the day after and the next night and one day more. Sometimes it rained gently and sometimes hard. The ground drank all the water with a thirsty mouth............