But at that moment she heard her husband's step approaching.
Afraid of losing her supper, the Ogress at once shut Jack in the press; and she had hardly hidden him when the giant came in, saying as usual,
"Fee, fa, fie, fo, fum,
“I smell the blood of an Englishman.”
“Oh no!” said his wife, "it is only the shepherd, who has been up with a sheep for your dinner."
The giant sat down, and when he had eaten a whole sheep he said, "I should like some music; bring me my harp."
The Ogress went and brought a golden harp to him, set it on the table, and went away. Then the Ogre said, “Play,” to the harp, and it played so delightfully that Jack was charmed.
JACK TAKES THE TALKING HARP.
By-and-by, however, the giant snored so loud that he could not hear the music; and Jack quickly stole out, and seizing the harp, ran away with it. But the harp was a fairy belonging to the giant, and as Jack ran, it cried out, “Master! Master!” The giant woke up slowly and rushed after Jack, but the boy was very nimble and outran him. You may imagine how fast Jack went down the bean-stalk this time, hearing all the while the tramp of the giant's feet behind him.
