You should see the giant with eight heads, at the Guildhall." "A giant with eight heads ?" Henry exclaimed wonderingly.

"Why, he have five more than the giant whom my mother told me of when I was little, that was killed by Jack, the Giant Killer.

I must go and sea him of a surety.'" "You must mind," the apprentice said; "for a boy is served up for him every morning for breakfast." "Now you are trying to fool me," Harry said.

"My mother warned me that the boys of London were wickedly disposed, and given to mock at strangers.

But I tell thee, Master Jacob, that I have a heavy fist, and was considered a fighter in the village.