Kitabı oku: «English Fairy Tales. A1», sayfa 6

“Oh! please mum, do give me something to eat, mum. I have nothing to eat since yesterday morning, really and truly, mum,” says Jack. “I may as well be cooked, as die of hunger.”

Well, the ogre’s wife isn’t such a bad sort, after all. So she takes Jack into the kitchen, and gives him a junk of bread and cheese and a jug of milk. Butsuddenly thump! thump! thump! the whole house begins to shake with the noise of someone coming.

“Oh my God! It’s my old man,” says theogre’s wife, “what shall I do? Here, come quick and jump in here.” And she pushes Jack into the oven just as the ogre comes in.

He is a big one, to be sure. At hisbelt he has three calves, and he throws them down on the table and says: “Here, wife, cook me a couple of these for breakfast. Ah what’s this I smell?

Fee-fi-fo-fum,

I smell the blood of an Englishman,

Be he alive, or be he dead