woman who would take care of it. ``But what will I do in regard
of the pie?''

` ``Cut a finger off it,'' said I, ``and I will bring you in a young
wild pig out of the forest, which you may dress as if it was the
child, and put the finger in a certain place, that if the giant doubts
anything about it you may know where to turn it over at the first,
and when he sees it he will be fully satisfied that the pie is made of
the child.''

`She agreed to the scheme I proposed, and, cutting off the child's
finger, by her direction I soon had it at the house she told me of,
and brought her the little pig in the place of it. She then made
ready the pie, and after eating and drinking heartily myself, I was
just taking my leave of the young woman when we observed the giant
coming through the castle gates.

` ``Bless me,'' said she, ``what will you do now? Run away and
lie down among the dead bodies that he has in the room (showing
me the place), and strip off your clothes that he may not know you
from the rest if he has occasion to go that way.''

`I took her advice, and laid myself down among the rest, as if
dead, to see how he would behave. The first thing I heard was
him calling for his pie. When she set it down before him he swore
it smelled like swine's flesh, but knowing where to find the finger,
she immediately turned it up, which fairly convinced him of the
contrary. The pie only served to sharpen his appetite, and I heard
him sharpening his knife and saying he must have a collop or two, for
he was not near satisfied. But what was my terror when I heard