While the quarrel was going on, Niels had loaded the gun again, and just as the second giant was about to put a nice tit-bit into his mouth, bang! went the gun again, and the fork flew into a dozen pieces. This giant was even more furious than the first had been, and words were just coming to blows, when the third giant again interposed. “Don’t be fools,” he said to them; “what’s the good of beginning to fight among ourselves, when it is so necessary for the three of us to work together and get the upper hand over the king of this country. It will be a hard enough task as it is, but it will be altogether hopeless if we don’t stick together. Sit down again, and let us finish our meal; I shall sit between you, and then neither of you can blame the other.” Niels was too far away to hear their talk, but from their gestures he could guess what was happening, and thought it good fun. “Thrice is lucky,” said he to himself; “I’ll have another shot yet.” This time it was the third giant’s fork that caught the bullet, and snapped in two. “Well,” said he, “if I were as foolish as you two, I would also fly into a rage, but I begin to see what time of day it is, and I’m going off this minute to see who it is that’s playing these tricks with us.” So well had the giant made his observations, that though Niels climbed down the tree as fast as he could, so as to hide among the bushes, he had just got to the ground when the enemy was upon him. “Stay where you are,” said the giant, “or I’ll put my foot on you, and there won’t be much of you left after that.” Niels gave in, and the giant carried him back to his comrades. “You don’t deserve any mercy at our hands,” said his captor “but as you are such a good shot you may be of great use to us, so we shall spare your life, if you will do us a service. Not far from here there stands a castle, in which the king’s daughter lives; we are at war with the king, and want to get the upper hand of him by carrying off the princess, but the castle is so well guarded that there is no getting into it. By our skill in magic we have cast sleep on every living thing in the castle, except a little black dog, and, as long as he is awake, we are no better off than before; for, as soon as we begin to climb over the wall, the little dog will hear us, and its barking will waken all the others again. Having got you, we can place you where you will be able to shoot the dog before it begins to bark, and then no one can hinder us from getting the princess into our hands. If you do that, we shall not only let you off, but reward you handsomely.” Niels had to consent, and the giants set out for the castle at once. It was surrounded by a very high rampart, so high that even the giants could not touch the top of it. “How am I to get over that?” said Niels. “Quite easily,” said the third giant; “I’ll throw you up on it.”