'Get one, then,' said her husband; and so they hired a girl.
Then Maie said: 'We have too little milk for all these folk. Now that I have a servant, with the same amount of trouble she could look after three cows.'
'All right, then,' said her husband, somewhat provoked, 'you can sing a song to the fairies.'
This annoyed Maie, but nevertheless she rowed out to sea on Sunday night and sang as before:
Oh, Ahti, with the long, long beard,
Who dwellest in the deep blue sea,
A thousand cows are in thy herd,
I pray thee give three unto me.
The following morning, instead of one, three cows stood on the island, and they all ate seaweed and fended for themselves like the first one.
'Art thou satisfied now?' said Matte to his wife.
'I should be quite satisfied,' said his wife, 'if only I had two servants to help, and if I had some finer clothes. Don't you know that I am addressed as Madam?'
'Well, well,' said her husband. So Maie got several servants, and clothes fit for a great lady.
'Everything would now be perfect if only we had a little better dwelling for summer. You might build us a two-story house, and fetch soil to make a garden. Then you might make a little arbour up there to let us have a sea-view; and we might have a fiddler to fiddle to us of an evening, and a little steamer to take us to church in stormy weather.'