"For me! What am I to do with it, please?"
"I will tell you by and by. But first I will tell you what it is. It is
spider-webs--of a particular kind. My pigeons bring it me from over
the
great sea. There is only one forest where the spiders live who make this
particular kind--the finest and strongest of any. I have nearly finished
my present job. What is on the rock now will be quite sufficient. I have
a week's work there yet, though," she added, looking at the bunch.
"Do you work all day and night too, great-great-great-great
grandmother?" said the princess, thinking to be very polite with so
many
_greats_.
"I am not quite so great as all that," she answered, smiling almost
merrily. "If you call me grandmother, that will do.--No. I don't work
every night--only moonlit nights, and then no longer than the moon
shines upon my wheel. I sha'n't work much longer to-night."
"And what will you do next, grandmother?"
"Go to bed. Would you like to see my bedroom?"
Madhuri Noah
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