Prince Ricardo of Pantouflia

not know when he ha

oth, and the address was written in letters as long as a hoop-stick. "I seem to know that ha

e enormous letter, which was

ng recovered from the effects of our little recent rally, will be happy to meet you in the old place for

gazed with

nd done for, it was that Giant," said he

he king had secretly restored), but first he tried them-putting on the Cap of Darkness before the glass, in which he could not see himself. On second thoughts, he co

face and body were seamed over with little red lines, crossing each other like tartan. These were marks of encounters, in which he had been cut to bits and come together again; for this was his peculiarity, which made him so dangerous. If you cut off his head, he went on just as before, only without it; and so about everything else. By dint of magic, he could put his

rehead with his hand. "Glad to see you looking

hand, which the Giant took and shook; "but Duty is Duty,

"I like a fellow of your kind.

r with the sun on his back and in the Giant's face. To it they went, t

ut off the Giant's

" said the Giant, coming up

ng the feet neatly beside each other

ing for wind, Ricardo cut

d them down on a rock. He had now some difficulty in getting rapidly

oth sides now attack him on either h

ing!" sa

fair in war!"

his sanguinary encounter i

at the Giant was in excellent training, and thought no more of a few wounds than you do of a crack on the leg from a c

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ize flew up out of the ground and caught Ricardo by the throat! In vain he strove to separate the teeth, when the crow, stooping from the heavens, became the Princess

or Princes

ird she had, of course, according to all the

g maiden, her hands crossed on her bos

t have climbed up a tree (for giants are no tree-climbers, any more than the grizzly bear), but Jaqueline could not climb. She merely stood, pale and trembling. She had saved Dick, but at an enormous sacrifice, for the sword and the Seven-league Boots wer

r, as we said, and then approached Jaqueline in a very

entioned his name and titles. "May I ask

feet, and murmured a short and not v

hat to do with you, I'm sure I don't know. 'Please don't eat me,' did you say

these words, dropped out of the Gian

who does not Know when he ha

ut forgetting to mention that the sheep and the oxen were the property of other people. "Where am I to put you till your friends come and pay your ransom?" the Giant asked again, and stared at Jaqueline in a per

ant, big as he was, courageou

'll hand you over to a neighbo

t be quite proper?" said Jaq

asy to say what he is. He's the Earthquaker, him as shakes the

screamed at heari

lady unbeknown to her. The Earthquaker won't do you any harm; it's only for safe keeping I'll put you with him. Why, he don't waken, not once in fifty years

n water; well, this was just like a whirlpool of air. Even the Giant himself could hardly keep his legs against it; then he tossed Jaqueline up, and the airy whirlpool seized her and carried her, as if on a tide of water, always round and round in narrowing circles, till she was sucked down into the hollow hill

for her wings. She was a prisoner in this great gleaming hall, ending in black nothingness. So she resumed her usual form, and walking to the edge of the darkness, found that it was not empty air, but something black, soft,

then there was a snore, and the g

the Ear

racks like a dry river-bed across country. We are certain that there are Earthquakers, otherwise how can we account for earthquakes? But how to

t of it was, that as Jaqueline sat and thought and thought, she began to remember that she was back in her own country. The hills were those she used to see from her father's palace windows when she was a child. And she remembered with horror that once a year her people used to send

ne ran

, in the language of her own country

e must have a new song; and every year a new maiden must be sent down from earth, with a new sle

the priests of Manoa; I don't know any new

o-morrow they must send the right one, otherwise the Earthquaker will waken, and shake the world, and destroy Manoa, the Ci

d not be unwelcome. The tallest of the maidens clapped her hands, and immediately a long table w

to Prince Ricardo, whom we left fluttering about as a little golden-crested wren. He followed the Giant and Jaqueline into the