“Don’t you remember you were to tell me how to do the fancy stitching on my doll’s dress for trimming?” Margaret replied.
“To be sure. That I will gladly,” he answered. “All out, everybody!” he then called to his subjects.
The One-Eyed Fairies rushed out pell-mell, some from the needle-book and others from the pincushion. They all met on the table-top and danced joyfully, then stood in a straight line, waiting for orders. Sir Bodkin, from his perch on Margaret’s hand, looked them over to see which one should be called to help.
“Come here, you Crewel One,” the King called. A very big-eyed fairy with a sharp toe stepped forward.
“He’s not really cruel, My Lady, just a fancy-acting fellow. He’s an artist,” Sir Bodkin explained to his mistress.
“Tell, sir, what you can do to make the world beautiful!” he then said to Crewel, who began to sing this song:
“I weave the woolen threads so bright,
And silk and cotton, too.
All in and out and ’round about
To make the pattern true;