"Yes," he said.
"Begin then," said Jobson.
And the giant slowly and steadily stepped first on one step of the wheel and then on another until it began to go round and round, and the millstones went round and round, and so it went on until the whole of a sack of corn was ground into flour, and still the giant went on, and on, and on.
"Are you not tired?" said Jobson to him.
"I don't know what you mean," said he.
"Well, now," said Jobson, "do you think you could get me some stones from the quarry?"
"Easily," said the giant. "But what have I to carry them in?"
Then Jobson made a long box and put it upon the giant's back; but he found that it was not so easy going, for the road was quite flat, and over and over again the giant stopped. He could go very well down hill, but on level ground he needed to be poked along with a long pole which Jobson carried. When it came to the least down hill, he went as quick as could be. This bothered Jobson a great deal, for he saw that if the giant could only go down hill, he could not be nearly so useful as if he could go both ways. So he spoke about it to the giant once, and he laughed and said: "Hum! you must get my brother, he could help me to go as quick along the level ground as I do when I am going down hill; but even he could not make me go up hill. Is there not plenty of work I can do without that?"
"Certainly," said Jobson; and soon he had the giant set to work to make all kinds of things.