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Updated: May 31, 2025
The king's palace was a long way off, yet it seemed only a few minutes before Dotterine drew up at the great gates. She was just going to alight, when she suddenly remembered she had left her basket behind her. What was she to do? Go back and fetch it, lest some ill-fortune should befall her, or enter the palace and trust to chance that nothing evil would happen?
On Dotterine's tenth birthday her nurse handed her over the cradle, and repeated to her her mother's dying words; but the child was too young to understand the value of such a gift, and at first thought little about it. Two more years slipped by, when one day during the king's absence the stepmother found Dotterine sitting under a lime tree.
At first the work she had to do seemed very difficult, but either she was wonderfully quick in learning, or else the basket may have secretly helped her. Anyhow at the end of three days she could do everything as well as if she had cleaned pots and swept rooms all her life. One morning Dotterine was busy scouring a wooden tub, when a noble lady happened to pass through the village.
The girl's bright face as she stood in the front of the door with her tub attracted the lady, and she stopped and called the girl to come and speak to her. 'Would you not like to come and enter my service? she asked. 'Very much, replied Dotterine, 'if my present mistress will allow me.
She took the little girl in her arms, and holding it up before the assembled company announced that henceforward it would be known by the name of Dotterine a name which no one understood but the queen, who knew that the baby had come from the yolk of an egg. The boy was called Willem.
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