"Tell me half of it. As much as that." She held her hands about nine inches apart.
"As much as that." The hands came a little nearer together.
"Oh! Well, I'll tell you up to where the Beast died."
"Fought he died," she corrected eagerly.
"Yes. Well——"
"How much will that be? As much as I said?"
I nodded. The preliminary business settled, she gave a little sigh of happiness, put her arms round her knees, and waited breathlessly for the story she had heard twenty times before.
"Once upon a time there was a man who had three daughters. And one day——"
"What was the man's name?"