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THE GIANT'S HEART 121
contents, bubbling and splashing, into a dish like a vat. Then they sat down to supper. The children in the broom could not see what they had; but it seemed to agree with them ; for the giant talked like thunder, and the giantess answered like the sea, and they grew chattier and chattier. At length the giant said,—
"I don't feel quite comfortable about that heart of mine." And as he spoke, instead of laying his hand on his bosom, he waved it away towards the corner where the children were peeping from the broom bristles, like frightened little mice.
"Well, you know, my darling Thunderthump," answered his wife, "I always thought it ought to be nearer home. But you know best, of course.''
" Ha ! ha ! You don't know where it is, wife. I moved it a month ago." |
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