And she answered, “Do you know a place for a servant?”
“Yes; if you will come to my house I will take you.”
She said, “Yes.”
She gave her her morning’s work to do, and said to her:
“We are fairies. I must go from home, but your work is in the kitchen; smash the pitcher, break all the plates, pound the children, give them breakfast (by themselves), dirty their faces, and rumple their hair.”[13]
While she was at breakfast with the children, a little dog comes to her and says:
“Tchau, tchau, tchow; I too, I want something.”
“Be off from here, silly little dog; I will give you a kick.”
But the dog did not go away; and at last she gave him something to eat—a little, not much.
“And now,” says he, “I will tell you what the mistress has told you to do. She told you to sweep the kitchen, to fill the pitcher, and to wash all the plates, and that if it is all well done she will give you the choice of a sack of charcoal or of a bag of gold; of a beautiful star on your forehead, or of a donkey’s tail hanging from it. You must answer, ‘A sack of charcoal and a donkey’s tail.’”