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He could not brandish the sword; so the Princess said that he was to take a draught from the flask which hung by its side, and when he had done that he could wield the sword. Soon afterwards the Troll came, and he was so large and stout that he was forced to go sideways to get through the door. When the Troll got his first head in he cried: 'Hutetu! It smells of a Christian man's blood here!
There was a large house, and the fire was burning so brightly inside that he could tell that the people were not in bed. So he went in, and inside there was an old woman who was busy about some work. 'Good evening, mother! said the youth. 'Good evening! said the old woman. 'Hutetu! it is terrible weather outside to-night, said the young fellow. 'Indeed it is, said the old woman.
Well! she gave him leave, only he was to be sure to lie still, and not to shiver and call out 'hutetu', or any such stuff. Hacon Grizzlebeard promised fair enough, but as the night wore on he began to shiver and shake, and to ask whether he might not come nearer, and lie on the floor alongside the Princess' bed.
Halvor took a draught, and in a moment he was able to swing the sword about with perfect ease. And now he thought it was high time for the Troll to make his appearance, and at that very moment he came, panting for breath. Halvor got behind the door. 'Hutetu! said the Troll as he put his head in at the door. 'It smells just as if there were Christian man's blood here!
So Halvor took a pull, and in the twinkling of an eye he could brandish the sword like nothing; and now he thought it high time the Troll came; and lo! just then up came the Troll puffing and blowing. Halvor jumped behind the door. 'HUTETU', said the Troll, as he put his head in at the door, 'what a smell of Christian man's blood!
So when he got his first head in, he said as the others had said: 'HUTETU what a smell of Christian man's blood! That very moment Halvor hewed off the first head and then all the rest; but the last was the toughest of them all, and it was the hardest bit of work Halvor had to do, to get it hewn off, although he knew very well he had strength enough to do it.
The rest of them thought that she ought not to stay, but while they were disputing about this and looking after the horses, she crept farther and farther into the stable, and at last sat down behind the door, and when once she was inside no one took any more notice of her. As the night wore on the stable boys found it rather cold work to sit still on horseback. 'Hutetu!
'Good evening! said the youth. 'Good evening! said the old dame. 'Hutetu! it's such foul weather out of doors to-night', said he. 'So it is', said she. 'Can I get leave to have a bed and shelter here to-night? asked the youth. 'You'll get no good by sleeping here', said the old dame; 'for if the folk come home and find you here, they'll kill both me and you.
This was some help to them, but very soon they were just as cold as before. 'Hutetu! said one of them, shivering again. 'Hutetu! said the old woman, gnashing her teeth together till they chattered inside her mouth; and then she got out the flask which contained nothing but brandy, and her hands trembled so that she shook the bottle about, and when she drank it made a great gulp in her throat.
At that same moment the Troll came, breathing hard, and he was ever so much bigger and stouter than either of the others, and he too was forced to go sideways to get in through the door. 'Hutetu! what a smell of Christian blood there is here! said he.
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