Then the little dwarf helped the Fairy Queen down from the tree and they went into the house.
“I try the necklaces, one, two, three”
The spoon went in, too, and it began to stir at a terrible rate, all by itself in a great big bowl, and pretty soon there came out of the bowl the finest gold necklace in the land.
The Fairy Queen clapped her hands and cried to the dwarf and the spoon, “You will always be welcome in my palace.”
Then the dwarf clasped the necklace around her neck, and she was gone.
The spoon stood up very straight and sang,
“Whatever song you wish to sing,