"My people," said King Savoda, "let us spend the rest of the day mourning for the dwarf and honoring his memory. How shall we best do this?"
"My King," said an aged man, "I have a suggestion."
"What have you done that you should be allowed to even make a suggestion concerning so great a person as the dwarf," said the King.
"My good and wise King, look closely and you will see that I am the captain who was imprisoned for bringing the dwarf into this kingdom."
The King looked, and seeing the man had spoken truthfully, told him to draw near.
"You shall no longer be the captain of a ship, but the first of my wise men. We will follow your suggestion. Let us have it."
"My King," said the captain, "yonder mountain-top upon which the giant Lubercal now lies dead is a solid rock. I suggest that you send your best workmen in stone up there. As they look upon the giant, let them shape out of the rock his exact image with the arms extended. Let them lay a marble slab across the arms, and upon this place the image of the dwarf."
The King was so impressed with the suggestion that he sent hundreds of his best workmen to carry it out. A signal told when they had finished the work. Then the King, followed by the people bearing the body of the dwarf, ascended the mountain. He was much pleased with the images, and ordered that the bodies of the giant and the dwarf be buried in the solid rock side by side.
As he started to leave he heard some one say:
"My brother, Savoda, I am nigh unto death. Hear me ere I depart."