“And what is the wages you’ll be looking for?”
“The place of a house and garden.”
“You’ll get that if my journey succeeds with me.”
The king of Ireland’s son went forward with the short green man and the gunner, and it was not far they went until a man met them, and his ear left to the ground, and he listening to the grass growing.
“It’s as good for you to take that man into your service,” said the short green man.
The king’s son asked the man whether he would come with him on service.
“I’ll come if I get the place of a house and garden.”
“You will get that from me if the thing I have in my head succeeds with me.”
The son of the king of Ireland, the short green man, the gunman, and the earman, went forward, and it was not far they went until they met another man, and his one foot on his shoulder, and he keeping a field of hares, without letting one hare in or out of the field. There was wonder on the king’s son, and he asked him “What was the sense of his having one foot on his shoulder like that.”