Then the bear went away.
They talked it over and at last the youngest daughter said that she would go away with the bear when he came back.
Next Thursday night they heard the rap! rap! rap! on the window, and there was the white bear again.
The girl went out and climbed up on his back and off they went.
When they had gone a little way, the bear turned around and asked, "Are you afraid?"
No, she was not afraid.
"Well, hold fast to me, and there will be nothing to be afraid of," said the bear.
They went a long, long way, until they came to a great hill.
The bear knocked on the ground, and a door opened. They went in.