“Well, if you like better not to tell, you will be there till you die.”
“Sooner than be here any longer, it is hanging in such a room.”
“I know where it is,” said the red man. “Be here as long as you like.”
When the giant heard that he would not get out, he took a jump out between two bars of the iron house. Two halves were made of him. Half fell outside and half inside. The red man went to the giant’s house. He got ready the breakfast. He and his master breakfasted. He took with them plenty of gold and silver, two horses and two saddles. They went till evening was there, and they went into another wood.
“I have an uncle,” said the red man, “living here. We shall get lodging to-night. Stay you here, till I go up.”
The red men went in to the giant’s house.
“Uncle, dear, is it here you are resting?”
“Yes, kinsman, dear: what is coming on me?”
“The King of the prodigious East is coming to kill you. Hide yourself as quick as you can.”
“I have an iron house here outside. Lock me into it.”