In a moment a whip fell on her back, and she got up in horror, and looked hither and thither and then smiled. And the king and queen were astonished to see her smile on receiving the whip. Said the queen, "Why do you smile?" She said, "O, it was a thought." The king said, "Tell me the thought." She said, "The thought was that it is so fragrant in this room, and the cool breeze so balmy and this bed so soft and comfortable, I thought I should like to see how it felt, and I slept; perhaps I did not sleep for more than half an hour and you came, and I received the whip. By sleeping there for half an hour I receive the whip, so I do not know what you will receive. You have been sleeping here for years together!'