it seemed to him that he had almost reached it when his foot tripped . he fell down , down , down , into a fairy parlour , far under the ground . it was full of fairies , who were engaged in different occupations . close by the door , or rather the hole down which he had so unceremoniously tumbled , two little elderly women , in black aprons and white mutches , were busily engaged in grinding corn between two flat millstones . other two fairies , younger women , in blue print gowns and white kerchiefs , were gathering up the freshly ground meal . they were baking it into bannocks , which they were toasting on a girdle over a peat fire . it was burning slowly in a corner .
a fairy parlour .
where did farquhar fall into ?
where did farquhar fall into ?