"You did not shout like a man that was hurt," said they.
"What is it to you what way I shouted?" said he.
"You might give a civil answer to a civil question," said they; "but sure you were always Sharvan the Surly;" and they went away.
When the giants were out of sight, Sharvan took Pinkeen out of his wallet.
"Some more berries, you little thief—I mean little Pinkeen," said he.
"I have not any more," said Pinkeen; "but if you will guard the tree in Dooros Wood you can feast on them from morn till night."
"I'll guard every tree in the wood, if I may do that," said the giant.
"You'll have to guard only one," said Pinkeen.
"How am I to get to it?" said Sharvan.
"You must first come with me towards fairyland," said the fairy.