“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I am weaving swaddling clothes for the king’s son, who is about to be born.”
Then she went into another room and found a woman sewing.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I am making robes for the king’s son, who is about to be born.”
In the next room she found a shoemaker.
“What are you doing?” she asked again.
“Making shoes for the king’s son, who is about to be born.”
Then she went back, locked the box again, and held the candle low down to look at her husband. As she did so a drop of wax fell on his neck, and he woke.