master's feet. Then the lad became angry, and drove him away. The dog
had to obey, so away he set in great haste to the top of the mountain.
When he reached it, it happened to him as it had to the others. There
arose a high wall around him, and he was made a prisoner by the giant's
sorcery.

When all the three dogs were gone, the giant stood up, put on a
different look, and gripped his bright sword which hung upon the wall.

"Now will I avenge my brethren," said he, "and you shall die this
instant, for you are in my hands."

The lad was frightened, and repented that he had parted with his dogs.

"I will not ask my life," said he, "for I must die some day. I only ask
one thing, that I may say my _Paternoster_ and play a psalm on my
pipe. That is the custom in my country."

The giant granted him his wish, but said he would not wait long. The lad
knelt down, and devoutly said his _Paternoster_, and began to play
upon his pipe so that it was heard over hill and dale. That instant the
magic lost its power, and the dogs were once more set free. They came
down like a blast of wind, and rushed into the mountain. Then the lad
sprang up and cried--

"Hold-fast, hold him; Tear and Quick-ear, tear him into a thousand
pieces."

The dogs flew on the giant, and tore him into countless shreds. Then the
lad took all the treasures in the mountain, harnessed the giant's