‘Fire!’ roared the Troll.
‘Fire yourself!’ said Minnikin.
‘Can you fight?’ screamed the Troll.
‘If not, I can learn,’ said Minnikin.
‘I will teach you,’ yelled the Troll, and struck at him with his iron club so that the earth flew up fifteen yards high into the air.
‘Fie!’ said Minnikin. ‘That was not much of a blow. Now I will let you see one of my blows.’
So saying he grasped his sword, and cut at the Troll in such a way that all his fifteen heads danced away over the sands.
Then the Princess was delivered, and she thanked Minnikin and blessed him for saving her.
‘Sleep a while now on my lap,’ said she, and while he lay there she put a garment of brass upon him.
‘But now, how shall we have it made known that it was you who saved me?’ said the King’s daughter.