"No. But she danced right through a graveyard into the open door of a church. Here stood an angel in long white robes and wings that reached from his shoulders to his feet. His face was very stern, and he said to Karen: 'You shall dance in your red shoes till you are pale and cold. You shall dance from door to door, and whenever you meet proud, vain children you must knock at their door so that they may see how vain you are.'
"Mercy!" shrieked Karen, but she had no time to say more, for the red shoes bore her out of the gate, into the fields, over roadways and fields, on and on. One morning she danced past a door that she knew well. She heard the sound of a hymn and went inside the church to find the old lady she used to live with lying with flowers all about her. Then she knew that the old lady was dead and that she was alone in the world with her dancing red shoes. She wanted to stay a minute by her friend, but on and on the shoes carried her through the nights. Sometimes they took her over briars, so that she stumbled and her feet bled. But on she danced till she came to a lonely little house in a meadow," daddy ended.
So Jack and Evelyn understood and ran off to bed like good children. 