“Is that you, Peterkin?” bawled the giant.
“Yes; it is I,” said Peterkin.
“And have you stolen my silver bell?” said the giant.
“Yes; I have stolen your silver bell,” said Peterkin.
“And have you stolen my grey goose too?” said the giant.
Yes; Peterkin had stolen that too.
“And what would you do if you were me and I were you?” said the giant.
“I would do what I could,” said Peterkin.
At this the giant went back home, grumbling and muttering to himself, and if Peterkin had been by it would have been bad for Peterkin.
