“You never shall get out, unless you promise to amend your own conduct,” rejoined Magog.
“I will die sooner than make any such promise,” replied Placida.
“Very well, then,” rejoined Magog, “I shall give free passage to Max.”
And he slightly moved his person, while the animal uttered another growl. The giants laughed loudly, and encouraged their brother to proceed.
“Make her promise, or let Max take his course,” they shouted.
“Fear it not,” answered Magog.
“Monster!” shrieked Dame Placida, “you cannot mean this—help! help!”
But no one stirred. And above the roaring of the animals and the angry growling of Max, which Magog had provoked with a sly kick or two, was heard the loud laughter of the gigantic brethren.
“I give you two minutes to consider,” said Magog. “If you do not resolve to amend in that time, I leave you to your fate.’”
And he again goaded Max into a further exhibition of fury. Dame Placida became seriously alarmed, and her proud spirit began to give way.