When she awoke, she saw that every last feather had been stripped and bagged and the tiny mouse had vanished. "Thank you tiny mouse," she whispered into the empty room, and she sat down to await the evening. When the stepmother entered the room that evening, she was quite disappointed to see that the girl had completed her task. "Simple girl," she cried "Do you not see what you should have done. You finished your task but could you not find another task to begin instead of sitting with your hands in your lap?" She left the room then, muttering, "I must set her to some harder task."