‘Oh, no,’ answered the child; ‘I knew about the dark and gruesome dungeon. But I think I’d like my tea, please.’
‘Of course you would,’ said Jill, in much distress, and she began bustling about the room and making preparations for tea in quite a flustered sort of way. Babs turned to the Doctor. A question was burning on the tip of her tongue, and he smiled encouragingly.
‘Did you rescue the princess?’ she asked.
‘I did,’ answered the Doctor, briefly.
She looked anxiously at his tie, which had wandered under his right ear, and at his collar, which was crumpled. ‘Did you hurt the giant much?’ she asked.
‘I found him in three pieces,’ answered the Doctor, gravely, ‘and I give you my word I did not leave him in more.’
Barbara was not yet satisfied. ‘How did you get into the dungeon?’ she asked.
‘Through the door,’ replied the Doctor.
She opened her eyes wide. ‘Then you must have stepped over the body of the giant,’ she said.
‘So I did,’ laughed Dr. Hurst. ‘But do not let that alarm you, for here he comes.’