Then she shut the door , and the girl found herself back in the world again , not far from her own house ; and when she came to the courtyard the old hen , who sat on the top of the wall , called out : ` Click , clock , clack , Our golden maid 's come back . ' Then she went in to her stepmother , and as she had returned covered with gold she was welcomed home . She proceeded to tell all that had happened to her , and when the mother heard how she had come by her riches , she was most anxious to secure the same luck for her own idle , ugly daughter ; so she told her to sit at the well and spin . In order to make her spindle bloody , she stuck her hand into a hedge of thorns and pricked her finger . Then she threw the spindle into the well , and jumped in herself after it . Like her sister she came to the beautiful meadow , and followed the same path . When she reached the baker 's oven the bread called out as before : ` Oh ! take me out , take me out , or I shall be burnt to a cinder . I am quite done enough . ' But the good-for-nothing girl answered : ' A pretty joke , indeed ; just as if I should dirty my hands for you ! ' And on she went . Soon she came to the apple tree , which cried : ` Oh ! shake me , shake me , my apples are all quite ripe . ' ` I 'll see myself farther , ' she replied , ` one of them might fall on my head . ' And so she pursued her way . When she came to Mother Holle 's house she was n't the least afraid , for she had been warned about her big teeth , and she readily agreed to become her maid . The first day she worked very hard , and did all her mistress told her , for she thought of the gold she would give her ; but on the second day she began to be lazy , and on the third she would n't even get up in the morning . She did n't make Mother Holle 's bed as she ought to have done , and never shook it enough to make the feathers fly . So her mistress soon grew weary of her , and dismissed her , much to the lazy creature 's delight . ` For now , ' she thought , ` the shower of golden rain will come . '
Mother Holle led her XXXXX the same door as she had done her sister , but when she passed through it , instead of the gold rain a kettle full of pitch came showering over her .
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