"He found my lamb," cried another.

"He showed me a greater kindness still," shouted a third.

And so they went on, each telling of some unselfish service that the Prince had rendered him.

Their voices all joined at last into such a roar of gratitude that the scissors were given fresh strength on account of it.

They grew longer and longer, and stronger and stronger, until with one great swoop they sprang forward and cut the ugly old Ogre's head from his shoulders.
Every cap was thrown up, and such cheering rent the air as has never been heard since.