it. And so the King went off home with it, and he hardly got back before
he must try it.

So he fell a-wrangling and quarreling with the queen and his eldest
daughter, and they paid him back in the same coin; but before they knew
what was happening he had whipped out his knife and cut their throats.
They fell down stone dead and the other two daughters ran from the
house, they were so afraid.

The King walked about the floor for a while and kept chattering that
there was no harm done so long as there was breath in him, and then he
pulled out the horn and began to blow "Toot-e-too-too! Toot-e-too-too!"
but, though he blew and tooted as hard as he could all that day and the
next, too, he could not blow life into them again. Dead they were, and
dead they stayed. But the people in the kingdom were only glad to get
rid of such troll-folk, and were wishing some one might make an end of
the King, too, so that they might have a good King in his place.

But the King was now angrier than ever, and must go right off to kill
Peik.

But Peik knew that he was coming and then he said to his sister--

"Now, you must change clothes with me and set off. If you will do that,
you may have all we own."

So, she changed clothes with him, packed up and started off as fast as
she could; but Peik sat all alone in his sister's clothes.

"Where is that Peik?" roared the King, as as he came, in a towering