“Mother! I have no mother,” exclaimed the lad. “You increase so soon, do you? Now we are going to have great merriment. Go and bring me from yonder mountain, wood enough to build a large pile.”
The giant obeyed, and soon a large pile of wood was built in the courtyard of the palace. The lad struck a flint and lighted the wood. Soon the whole pile was on fire, burning like a furnace.
“Now, giant,” said the lad, “take hold of these bastards, and throw them into the fire, one by one.”
The giant obeyed, and all the younglings were burned on the pile.
“Bring now yonder witch, and throw her into the fire,” ordered the lad. She also shared the fate of the bastard children.
“Now, shall I throw you also?” asked the lad of the giant.
“Hero,” exclaimed the giant, “I honor you, I will obey you.”
“Well, then,” said the lad, “I will not kill you. Come, pass under my sword and swear obedience to me.”
The giant kissed the sword, and passing under it became the bondman of the lad.
The lad then released his beautiful wife from the dark prison. They celebrated anew their nuptials for forty days and forty nights, and enjoyed a happy life thereafter.