With longing tenderness she thought of her brothers. Where
were they? Where did they live? How she wished she might dream of
them; but it was strange that not even in dreams could she be
brought near to them. But at last one night she dreamt that she
heard the voices of her brothers calling to her from the distant
world, and she could not refrain herself, but went out to them, and
yet it seemed in her dream that she still remained in her father's
house. She did not see her brothers, but she felt as it were a fire
burning in her hand, which, however, did not hurt her, for it was
the jewel she was bringing to her father. When she awoke she
thought for a moment that she still held the stone, but she only
grasped the knob of her distaff.
During the long evenings she had spun consta
