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but the spinning-wheel and the chair beside it. When she came back, she sat down again, and without a word began her spinning once more, while Irene, who had never seen a spinning-wheel, stood by her side and looked on. When the old lady had succeeded in getting her thread fairly in operation again, she said to the princess, but without looking at her: "Do you know my name, child?" "No, I don't know it," answered the princess. "My name is Irene." "That's _my_ name!" cried the princess. "I know that. I let you have mine. I haven't got your name. You've got mine." "How can that be?" asked the princess, bewildered. "I've always had my name." "Your papa, the king, asked me if I had any objection to your having it; and of course I hadn't. I let you have it with pleasure." "It was very kind of you to give me your name--and such a pretty one," said the princess. Madhuri Noah C:\Users\MNoah\Documents\The Princess and the Goblin1.docx Page 21 of 634