Fairy cloth in an hour, how many will it spin in a day?"
"Twelve," said the Fairy child.
"Primrose, where lies Violet Island?"
"In the Lake of Ripples."
"Lilla, you may bound Rose Land."
"On the north by Femdale, south by Sunny Wave River, east by the hill of Morning Clouds, and west by the Evening Star."
"Now, little ones," said the teacher, "you may go to your painting, that our visitor may see how we repair the flowers that earthly hands have injured."
Then Eva saw how, on large, white leaves, the Fairies learned to imitate the lovely colors, and with tiny brushes to brighten the blush on the anemone's cheek, to deepen the blue of the violet's eye, and add new light to the golden cowslip.
"You have stayed long enough," said the Elves at length, "we have many things to show you. Come now and see what is our dearest work."
So Eva said farewell to the child Elves, and hastened with little Rose-Leaf to the gates.
