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Y VON -AND EIN Br i in the country. “Explain yourself, dear Finette; what farce are we playing now?” “Let us run—let us run!" she cried; “if we do not quit this wretched island before night, it is all over with us.” “OQn—the Kerver!” replied Yvon, laughing, "and down with the giant!" When he had snored a full hour, the giant stretched his limbs, half opened one eye, and cried, "Is it ready? " “Tt is just beginning to boil,” answered the first drop of blood on the log. The giant turned over, and snored louder than ever for an hour or two longer. Then he stretched his limbs, half opened one eye, and cried out: "Do you hear me? Is it almost ready?” “Tt is half done," answered the second drop of blood on the log. The giant turned over, and slept an hour longer. Then he yawned, stretched his great limbs, and cried out, 1mpatiently: ““Isn’t it ready yet?” “Tt is ready now,” answered the third drop of blood on the log. The giant sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and looked around to see who had spoken; but it was in vain to look; he saw nobody. “Finette,” howled he, "why isn’t the table set?” 17
