"Nothing worth speaking of," said Jack, carelessly; "a rat, I believe,
gave me three or four flaps with its tail, but I soon went to sleep
again."

[Illustration: He partaketh of his Pudding with Jack]

The Giant did not answer a word, but brought in two bowls of
hasty-pudding for their breakfasts. Jack wanted to make the Giant
believe that he could eat as much as himself, so he contrived to
button a leathern bag inside his coat, and slipped the pudding into
the bag instead of his mouth.

When breakfast was over, he said to the Giant, "I will shew you a fine
trick: I could cut my head off one minute, and put it on sound the
next. But see here!"

He then took a knife, ripped up the bag, and all the pudding fell on
the floor.

"Odds splutter hur nails," cried the Giant, who was ashamed to be
outdone by Jack, "hur can do that hurself!"

So he snatched up the knife, plunged it into his stomach, and in a
moment dropped down dead.

Jack having thus outwitted the monster, went further on his journey.