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"'And you shall never again wear white stockings on a Sunday, all your life long. Do you promise? "The giant hesitated at this, and began to expostulate; but Tricksey-Wee, believing it would be good for his morals, insisted; and the giant promised. "Then she required of him, that, when she gave him back his heart, he should give it to his wife to take care of for him for ever after.
They were very sorry they forgot to ask the nightingale about the eagle's nest, but his music had put everything else out of their heads. They resolved, however, not to forget the next time they had a chance. They went on and on, till they were both tired, and Tricksey-Wee said at last, trying to laugh, "'I declare my legs feel just like a Dutch doll's.
"'Oh! then began Tricksey-Wee, feeling rather frightened; but before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of footsteps very far apart and very heavy. The next moment, who should come running towards her, full speed, and as pale as death, but Buffy-Bob! She held out her arms, and he ran into them.
Soon, the giant's pretence became reality, and the giantess began to nod over her work. "'Now, Buffy, whispered Tricksey-Wee, 'now's our time. I think it's moonlight, and we had better be off. There's a door with a hole for the cat just behind us. "'All right! said Bob; 'I'm ready. "So they got out of the broom-brake, and crept to the door.
"'But I've never been naughty to your husband, said Tricksey-Wee, looking up in the giantess's face. "'That doesn't matter. You had better go. He is fond of little children, particularly little girls! "'Oh! Then he won't hurt me. "'I am not sure of that. He is so fond of them that he eats them up; and I am afraid he couldn't help hurting you a little. He's a very good man though.
But the owl did not like anything between his sides and his wings, so he opened his wings again, and the children made haste to get out. Tricksey-Wee immediately went in front of the bird, and looking up into his huge face, which was as round as the eyes of the giantess's spectacles, and much bigger, dropped a pretty courtesy, and said: "'Please, Mr. Owl, I want to whisper to you.
"Here he fainted again; for Tricksey-Wee, finding the heart begin to swell a little, had given it the least touch of spider-juice. "Again he recovered, and said: "'Dear Doodlem, my heart is coming back to me. It is coming nearer and nearer. "After lying silent for a few hours, he exclaimed: "'It is in the house, I know! And he jumped up and walked about, looking in every corner.
This movement made the old lady see where it was, and, her finger popping into it, it vanished from the eyes of Tricksey-Wee, buried in the folds of a white stocking, like a cloud in the sky, which Mrs. Giant was busy darning. For it was Saturday night, and her husband would wear nothing but white stockings on Sunday."
There she turned, and, looking down into the nest, from which came a whole litany of chirpings for breakfast, said, 'Lie still, little ones. Then she turned to the children. 'My husband is King of the Larks, she said. "Buffy-Bob took off his cap, and Tricksey-Wee courtesied very low. "'Oh, it's not me, said the bird, looking very shy. 'I am only his wife.
But do you want any more of my story or not?" "Oh! yes, please," cried Frederick, very heartily. "Then don't you find any more fault with it, or I will stop." Master Fred was straightway silent, and I went on. "All this time Buffy-Bob and Tricksey-Wee were listening with long ears.
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