"Now, the giant had given an awful roar of pain, the moment they anointed
his heart, and had fallen down in a fit, in which he lay so long that all
the boys might have escaped if they had not been so fat. One did--and got
home in safety. For days the giant was unable to speak. The first words he
uttered were,
"'Oh, my heart! my heart!'
"'Your heart is safe enough, dear Thunderthump,' said his wife. 'Really a
man of your size ought not to be so nervous and apprehensive. I am ashamed
of you.'
"'You have no heart, Doodlem,' answered he. 'I assure you that this moment
mine is in the greatest danger. It has fallen into the hands of foes,
though who they are I cannot tell.'
"Here he fainted again; for Tricksey-Wee, finding the heart begin to swell
a little, had given it the least touch of spider-juice.
"Again he recovered, and said:
"'Dear Doodlem, my heart is coming back to me. It is coming nearer and
nearer.'
"After lying silent for a few hours, he exclaimed:
"'It is in the house, I know!' And he jumped up and walked about, looking
in every corner.
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