And when the parents had gone to sleep he got up, put on his little coat, opened the back door, and slipped out.  The moon was shining brightly, and the white pebbles that lay in front of the house glistened like pieces of silver.  Hänsel stooped and filled the little pocket of his coat as full as it would hold.  Then he went back again, and said to Gretel,  »Be easy, dear little sister, and go to sleep quietly;  God will not forsake us,«  and laid himself down again in his bed.