Everychild : $b A story which the old may interpret to the young and which the young may interpret to the oldDodge, Louis
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Everychild : $b A story which the old may interpret to the young and which the young may interpret to the old
Dodge, Louis
Fairy tales; Fantasy literature
Hansel seemed to agree with his sister for once; and he added to what
she had said, "And you'll notice they didn't put any bread and cheese
in the pockets, so far as anybody can find out."
But Grettel threw her hands up and permitted her head to wilt over on
one side. "There! We might just as well be going," she said. "Hansel
never has a decent word to say. When he's hungry he growls; and when
he's eaten he nods. For my part, it would be a relief to see him nod
awhile. Come, let's be getting along!"
CHAPTER V
A DASHING YOUTH IN THE FOREST
And so they set forth along the road. They had not gone far, however,
when they espied a youth crossing the road before them.
It could be seen at once that he was on a very important mission, and
Everychild said to his companions, "Perhaps we ought not to disturb
him. Let us wait, and it may be that he will cross the road and go on
his way."
But the youth did not do this. He had heard the children approaching,
and he remained standing in the road, waiting for them to come up.
Grettel was already looking at the youth out of the corner of her eye
and smiling.
"I'm going to speak to him," declared Hansel.
"Hansel!" exclaimed Grettel; "we mustn't disturb him!" And she glanced
at Everychild for approval--though she hastily turned again so that she
was observing the strange youth out of the comer of her eye, and she
smiled more invitingly than ever.
"I don't care!" retorted Hansel. "He looks like a rich man's son, and
he might tell us where we could get something to eat."
Just then the strange youth began to approach them with a proud air.
He was really very handsome. He was very sturdy, and he was clothed
smartly in a velvet jacket and knee breeches. A fine cloak fell
loosely from his shoulders. He wore a plumed hat and carried a sword.
As he drew near Hansel said: "Hello! Have they been trying to lose you
too?"
It was then that Everychild recognized the strange youth as Jack the
Giant Killer; and at the same time he heard Grettel whispering:
"How handsome he is!"
Jack the Giant Killer replied smilingly to Hansel: "Lose me? Not at
all! It's plain you don't know who I am." He touched his breast
lightly with his forefinger. "I am Jack the Giant Killer." He then
brought his heels together and removed his hat with a wide gesture, and
made a fine bow.
"I recognized you," said Everychild, "though I didn't know you lived in
this neighborhood. I mean, near Hansel and Grettel."
Jack replied with a certain neat air: "I don't live anywhere in
particular. Did you never hear of my seven-league hoots? I have a way
of bobbing up wherever there are any giants."
In the meantime Grettel had sat down on a grassy bank beside the road.
"It's very tiresome, walking," she said. And then, very politely (to
Jack), "Won't you sit down?"
He accepted this invitation, and Everychild and Hansel also sat down.
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