“And did the wish come true?” asked Trots.
“Always – always,” answered grannie. “We have been since then the best spinners and knitters in all the countryside, and the best wives and daughters.”
“But,” said Trots, “what will the eleventh generation do when the wish stops and the good-luck?”
“I don’t know,” said grannie, shaking her head. “I suppose they’ll have to catch a fairy of their own.”