“Go ahead, and I will follow you,” said the Herder. [[16]]
“You shall become a crooked nose hobgoblin,” cried the Giant.
“You shall become a flying devil,” retorted the Herder, and from his bow shot a sharp arrow into the body of the Giant.
“What is that?” inquired the Giant, endeavoring to pull the arrow from his flesh.
“That is a taunt,” replied the Herder.
“Why has it feathers?” asked the Giant.
“In order that it may fly straight and rapidly,” answered the Herder.
“Why does it stick so fast?” asked the Giant.
“Because it has taken root in your body,” was the answer.
“Have you more of such?” inquired the Giant.