Then instantly the little Fairies awoke and sprang out of Jack's
pockets. One of them had a green velvet cap and sword; the second had a
white spangled robe, and lovely rubies and emeralds around her neck; but
the third one, who sat down on Jack's knee, had a white frock and a blue
sash, was very little, and she had a face just like that of a sweet
little child.
"How comes it that you are not like the others?" asked Jack. She
answered: "It is because you kissed me."
"Somehow," Jack explained to the former Fairy Slave, "she was my
favorite."
"Then you will have to let her sit on your knee, master, sometimes," she
explained; "and you must take special care of her, for she cannot now
take the same care of herself that others can. The love of a mortal
works changes indeed to the life of a fairy."
"I don't want to have a slave," said Jack to the little lady. "Can't you
find some way to be wholly free again?"
"Yes, master, I can be free if you can think of anything that you really
like better than the half-crown that you paid for me."
"I would like going up this river to Fairy-land much better," said
Jack. So suddenly the river became full of thousands of little people
coming down the stream in rafts. They had come to take the Fairy Woman
away with them.