After saying a prayer for the repose of the soul of his cousin, Harry placed his left hand on the hilt of his sword, and holding out the other to the dwarf, he said, “I swear to do as you request immediately after my uncle’s death.”
“Enough,” replied the dwarf, “to-morrow at dawn repair to the spot where the road should begin, and all you will have to do is to fetch your bride.”
About midnight a terrible storm arose, the wind rooted up the tall trees, and the thunder rolled.
Helen, aroused by these alarming sounds, shaking with fear, got up and sought protection in her father’s room.
THE GIANT, HIS DAUGHTER, AND THE KNIGHT
“Do not be alarmed, my child,” the giant said softly, “it is the devil chasing some wild beast of the forest.”
“But do you not hear the sound of hammers, the rumbling of wheelbarrows, and confused noises, as though a crowd of men were at work?”