By Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm
The Princess ascended a narrow, winding staircase and reached a little door. A rusty key was sticking in the lock, and when she turned it the door flew open. In a little room sat an old woman with a spindle, spinning her flax busily.
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‘What will you give me if I spin all this straw into gold for you?’ ‘My necklace,’ said the girl.
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