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122 THE GIANT'S HEART.
" What a man you are, Thunderthump ! You trust any creature alive rather than your own wife."
Here the giantess gave a sob which sounded exactly like a wave going flop into the mouth of a cave up to the roof.
" Where have you got it now ? " she resumed, checking her emotion.
"Well, Doodlem, I don't mind telling you" answered the giant, soothingly. " The great she-eagle has got it for a nest egg. She sits on it night and day, and thinks she will bring the greatest eagle out of it that ever sharpened his beak on the rocks of Mount Skycrack. I can warrant no one else will touch it while she has got it. But she is rather capricious, and I confess I am not easy about it; for the least scratch of one of her claws would do for me at once. And she has claws." |
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