Tách 2 câu này , Tách câu trong đoạn này , 1 câu là từ đâu đến đâu It was now the turn of the aged fairy. Shaking her head, in token of spite rather than of infirmity, she declared that the princess should prick her hand with a spindle, and die of it. A shudder ran through the company at this terrible gift. All eyes were filled with tears. But at this moment the young fairy stepped forth from behind the tapestry. “Take comfort your Majesty,” she cried in a loud voice; “your daughter shall not die. My power, it is true, is not enough to undo all that my aged kinswoman has decreed; the princess will indeed prick her hand with a spindle. But instead of dying she shall merely fall into a profound slumber that will last a hundred years. At the end of that time a king’s son shall come to awaken her.”