"We have a man among us!" cried one.
"Let us hang him!" cried another.
"Cut his head off!" cried a third.
But the queen stepped out among them and said, "Leave him to me."
Then she called Donal to her. Now Donal was a wee bit frightened, but he knew where to wear his smile, you remember. So he went up to the queen, smiling and bowing.
"You say our dancing is the worst you have ever seen," she said. "Now, show us that you can do better."
Donal smiled again and bowed low. Then he began to dance. Such dancing the elves had never seen! They clapped their hands and made him dance again and again. Finally, Donal was exhausted, and after making a low bow to the queen, sat down on the ground.
The fairies crowded around him.
"Give him our silver!" cried one.