“Dainty or not, I like not the comparison,” said Lilias. “When he looked at me, it seemed as if I felt the sharp edge of the axe—oh! take me into the air, or I shall faint.”
Og instantly took her in his arms, saying, as he carried her forth, “If aught betide thee, sweet chuck, the day shall not end merrily for Mauger.”
“Do nothing to him, I charge you,” rejoined Lilias, faintly. “We have offended him enough already.”
CHAPTER IV.
HOW THE TREASURE-CHESTS WERE CARRIED TO
TRAITORS’ GATE.
