"'I won't bother with those buckets,' he told the troll; 'I will bring the well itself. Then you will be sure to have water enough.'
"'O, don't do that,' cried the troll, in fear, 'for I will have no well left. Let me get the water, while you make the fire.'
"This suited Ashiepattle, of course, for it was exactly what he wished. The water was brought, and a great kettleful of porridge was soon ready to eat, so the troll and the boy sat down together at the table.
"'I can eat more than you, although you are so much larger,' said Ashiepattle to his host.
"'Let us see you try,' said the troll, who felt sure he could beat the boy.
"What do you think Ashiepattle did? When the troll was not looking, he seized the bag in which he had kept the cheese, and, fastening it in front of him, he slipped most of the porridge he received into that, instead of his mouth. At last it was quite full. Ashiepattle then took his knife and cut a hole in it, while the troll watched him in wonder. After awhile the giant exclaimed:
"'I really can't eat any more. I shall have to admit you have beaten me.'
"'Didn't you see what I did?' cried his visitor. 'If you cut a hole in your stomach as you saw me do, you can eat as long as you wish.'
"'But didn't it hurt terribly?' asked the troll.
"'No, indeed. Try it and see for yourself,' replied Ashiepattle, laughing inside all the while.