` Now I am a breast-pin ! ' said the Darning-needle . ' I always knew I should be promoted . When one is something , one will become something ! ' And she laughed to herself ; you can never see when a Darning-needle is laughing . Then she sat up as proudly as if she were in a State coach , and looked all round her . ` May I be allowed to ask if you are gold ? ' she said to her neighbour , the Pin . ` You have a very nice appearance , and a peculiar head ; but it is too small ! You must take pains to make it grow , for it is not everyone who has a head of sealing-wax . ' And so saying the Darning-needle raised herself up so proudly that she fell out of the dress , right into the sink which the cook was rinsing out . ` Now I am off on my travels ! ' said the Darning-needle . ' I do hope I sha 'n' t get lost ! ' She did indeed get lost . ' I am too fine for this world ! ' said she as she lay in the gutter ; ` but I know who I am , and that is always a little satisfaction ! ' And the Darning-needle kept her proud bearing and did not lose her good-temper . All kinds of things swam over her -- shavings , bits of straw , and scraps of old newspapers . ` Just look how they sail along ! '
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