"I come for your promise."
"Bring Bevis the hound," said the King to his attendants.
But the giant said: "I want no hound; give me your Prince."
The King was alarmed at finding that the giant knew who had met him; but he told him that the Prince was away, but he would send and summon him. Then he called his High Steward and told him to dress up the herd-boy of the palace in some of the Prince's clothes. And when this was done he gave him to the giant, who hoisted him on his shoulder and strode off with him.
When they had gone a little way along the herd-boy in the Prince's suit called out:
"Stop, stop, I am hungry; this is the time the herd rests and I have my luncheon."
Then the giant knew that he had been deceived and went back to the King's palace and said to him:
"Take your herd-boy and give me the Prince."
The King was again startled to find that the giant had found out his trick, but thought to himself:
"Well, he didn't find out at once; we'll have another try," and ordered his Steward to dress up the shepherd boy in the Prince's clothes and give him to the giant.
Again the giant strode off with the shepherd boy in Prince's clothes upon his shoulder, and they had not gone far when the boy called out:
