` And you had better mind what you do , ' said she , ` for the one whose thread breaks first shall be thrown to the bottom . ' But of course she took good care that her own daughter 's flax was fine and strong , while the stepsister had only some coarse stuff , which no one would have thought of using . As might be expected , in a very little while the poor girl 's thread snapped , and the old woman , who had been watching from behind a door , seized her stepdaughter by her shoulders , and threw her into the well . ` That is an end of you ! ' she said . But she was wrong , for it was only the beginning . Down , down , down went the girl -- it seemed as if the well must reach to the very middle of the earth ; but at last her feet touched the ground , and she found herself in a field more beautiful than even the summer pastures of her native mountains . Trees waved in the soft breeze , and flowers of the brightest colours danced in the grass . And though she was quite alone , the girl 's heart danced too , for she felt happier than she had since her father died . So she walked on through the meadow till she came to an old tumbledown fence -- so old that it was a wonder it managed to stand up at all , and it looked as if it depended for support on the old man 's beard that climbed all over it . The girl paused for a moment as she came up , and gazed about for a place where she might safely cross . But before she could move a voice cried from the fence : ` Do not hurt me , little maiden ; I am so old , so old , I have not much longer to live . ' And the maiden answered : ` No , I will not hurt you ; fear nothing . ' And then seeing a spot where the clematis grew less thickly than in other places , she jumped lightly over . ` May all go well with thee , ' said the fence , as the girl walked on . She soon left the meadow and turned into a path which ran between two flowery hedges . Right in front of her stood an oven , and through its open door she could see a pile of white loaves . ` Eat as many loaves as you like , but do me no harm , little maiden , ' cried the oven . And the maiden told her to fear nothing , for she never hurt anything , and was very grateful for the oven 's kindness in giving her such a beautiful white loaf . When she had finished it , down to the last crumb , she shut the oven door and said : ` Good-morning . '
` May all go well with thee , ' said the oven , XXXXX the girl walked on .
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