`My lord and master,' says an old woman that was listening all
the time, `that story is but too true, as I well know, for I am the
very woman that was in the giant's castle, and you, my lord, the
child that I was to make into a pie; and this is the very man that
saved your life, which you may know by the want of your finger
that was taken off, as you have heard, to deceive the giant.'

The Knight of the Glen, greatly surprised at what he had heard
the old woman tell, and knowing he wanted his finger from his
childhood, began to understand that the story was true enough.

`And is this my deliverer?' says he. `O brave fellow, I not
only pardon you all, but will keep you with myself while you live,
where you shall feast like princes, and have every attendance that
I have myself.'

They all returned thanks on their knees, and the Black Thief
told him the reason they attempted to steal the Steed of Bells, and
the necessity they were under in going home.

`Well,' says the Knight of the Glen, `if that's the case I bestow
you my steed rather than this brave fellow should die; so you may
go when you please, only remember to call and see me betimes,
that we may know each other well.'

They promised they would, and with great joy they set off for
the King their father's palace, and the Black Thief along with
them.