"Yes, to hunt. Princes always go out hunting.... Well, he hunted and he hunted and he hunted for weeks and weeks and weeks...." Here the giant paused. "Oh, I forgot. She said I was not to delay you by telling stories. So you'd better be going on your way."
"Did She send you here?" asked George, who knew what the giant meant.
"What a lot of questions you ask! Hurry up or you'll be late." And without another word the giant rose, stepped over a high mountain which stood in his way, and disappeared.
"Come along, Sir Tristram!" said George, "I'll tell you all about it as we ride along."
THE SONG OF A SAUSAGE
A PIG lived in a lordly sty;
A fat, fat pig was he,
And every day he used to try