"'We must be very wise,' said the woman, 'and not make any mistake, since we can only wish three times. I wish I had a pudding.'
"Immediately there came a pudding upon the table. The poor woman was greatly surprised.
"'There, you see what you have done by your foolish wishing!' said the man.
"'One of our opportunities has gone,' said the woman. 'We have but two chances left. We must be wiser.'
"They sat and looked into the fire. The fairy had disappeared from the hearth, and there were only embers and ashes there.
"The man grew angry that his wife had lost one of their opportunities.
"'Nothin' but a pudding!' said he. 'I wish that that miserable pudding were hung to your nose!'
"The pudding leaped from the table and hung at the end of the old woman's nose.
"'There!' said she, 'now you see what you have done by your foolish wishing.'
"The old man sighed. 'We have but one wish left. We must now be the wisest people in all the world.'