All this time Buffy-Bob and Tricksey-Wee were listening with long ears.
"Oh!" thought Tricksey-Wee, "if I could but find the giant's cruel heart, wouldn't I give it a squeeze!"
The giant and giantess went on talking for a long time. The giantess kept advising the giant to hide his heart somewhere in the house; but he seemed afraid of the advantage it would give her over him.
"You could hide it at the bottom of the flour-barrel," said she.
"That would make me feel chokey," answered he.
"Well, in the coal-cellar. Or in the dust-hole—that's the place! No one would think of looking for your heart in the dust-hole."
"Worse and worse!" cried the giant.
"Well, the water-butt," suggested she.
"No, no; it would grow spongy there," said he.
"Well, what will you do with it?"