The giantess was standing at the door, just as before, but she did not
know Jack, who, of course, was more finely dressed than on his
first visit. "If you please, ma'am," said he, "will you give me some
breakfast?"
"Run away," said she, "or my husband the giant will eat you up, bones
and all. The last boy who came here stole two bags of gold--off with
you!" But the giantess had a kind heart, and after a time she allowed
Jack to come into the kitchen, where she set before him enough
breakfast to last him a week. Scarcely had he begun to eat than there
was a great rumbling like an earthquake, and the giantess had only
time to bundle Jack into the oven when in came the giant. No sooner
was he inside the room than he roared:
"Fee, fi, fo, fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman;
Be he alive, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread!"
But his wife told him he was mistaken, and after breakfasting off
a roasted bullock, just as if it were a lark, he called out: "Wife,
bring the little brown hen!" The giantess went out and brought in a
little brown hen, which she placed on the table.
"Lay!" said the giant; and the hen at once laid a golden egg. "Lay!"
said the giant a second time; and she laid another golden egg.
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