Now Greatheart was a strong man and was not afraid of the beasts; but the boys cringed behind him, and were much alarmed.
"Well, well!" said Greatheart. "You boys were brave when there was no danger; but now you wish some one else to be brave."
Then he drew his sword and went forward to meet the lions; but suddenly an ugly giant stood in the road before him. The name of this giant was Grim, and it was his custom to waylay pilgrims who were going through this lonely place.
"How now?" he cried to Greatheart. "What are you doing here?"
Then answered the brave guide, "These women and children are going on a pilgrimage. This is the way they must go, and I will lead them safe through in spite of giants and lions."
"Indeed, you shall not," roared Grim. "You shall not go past me and my lions."
But Greatheart was not afraid. He said not another word, but rushed upon the giant with his sword. The big fellow drew back, and defended himself with his club.
"Ha! Do you think you will slay me here on my own ground?" he cried.
