“Oh, no,” said the thin giant, “the other heirs have had a share of the fortune.”
“How many of them?” said Feldar, “and how much did they get?”
“As many as two or three of them,” said the other, “and they got some very nice things in the way of ornaments and curiosities.”
“Well,” said Feldar, stretching himself up high, “I am one of the heirs to this property, and I want my share of it. Who attends to the dividing business? Do you do it yourself?”
“Oh, no!” said the thin giant. “I am not well enough for that. I cannot go about much. But I will send for my dividing-agent. I had to employ one, there was so much to do. He will see that you get your share.”
He then rang a bell, and a small man appeared. When the fairy saw him, she could not help laughing, but her laugh was such a little one that no one noticed it. He had a bushy head of hair, which was as black as ink on one side and as white as milk on the other. Looking at him from one side, he seemed quite young, and from the other side, quite old.
FELDAR INTERVIEWS THE SICK GIANT
“Flipkrak,” said the thin giant, “this is another heir to this property; we overlooked him when we made our division. I wish you would take him, as you did the others, and let him choose something that he would like to have.”
“Certainly,” said Flipkrak. “This way, good sir,” and he went out of a side-door, followed closely by Feldar.