"Oh thank you! You are a darling!" Elaine flew to her feet to give Clotho a tight hug, then take the bag of cotton. She could make her own dyes, perhaps, from her own flowers and herbs and produce. The possibilities intrigued her.
"I can see I have a lot of work to do," she said, excited by the prospect. She did love a bit of hard work, where she could roll up her sleeves and whistle a working tune. "Should I come back and tell you how it all goes?"