"Use it as well as he who is now lying here," added the other stranger, pointing at the large box.
Then they both laughed and went on. Thrond looked at the little box which thus came into his possession.
"What is there in it?" asked he.
"Carry it in and find out," said the mother.
He did as he was told, but his mother helped him open it. Then a great joy lighted up his face, for he saw something very light and fine lying there.
"Take it up," said his mother.
He put just one finger down on it, but quickly drew it back again in great alarm.
"It cries," said he.
"Have courage," said his mother, and he grasped it with his whole hand and drew it forth from the box.
He weighed it and turned it round, he laughed and felt of it.