first, but here too there wasn't a living soul to be seen. So Halvor went into the kitchen, and did'nt stop there either, but went straight farther on into the house.
"Nay, nay," called out the Princess, "dare Christian folk come hither? I don't know I'm sure how long it is since I came here, but in all that time I haven't seen a Christian man. 'Twere best you saw how to get away as fast as you came; for here lives a Troll who has six heads."
"I shan't go," said Halvor, "if he had six heads besides."
"He'll take you up and swallow you down alive," said the Princess.
But it was no good, Halvor wouldn't go; he wasn't at all afraid of the Troll, but meat and drink he must have, for he was half starved after his long journey. Well, he got as much of that as he wished, but then the Princess wanted him to be off again.
"No," said Halvor, "I won't go, I've done no harm, and I've nothing to be afraid about."
"He won't stay to ask that," said the Princess, "for he'll take you without law or leave; but as you won't go, just try if you can brandish that sword yonder, which the Troll wields in war."
He couldn't brandish it, and then the Princess said he must take a pull at the flask which hung by its side, and when he had done that he could brandish it.
Just then back came the Troll, and he was both stout and big, so that he had to go sideways to get through the door. When the Troll got his first head in he called out,—
"Hutetu, what a smell of Christian man's blood!"
But that very moment Halvor hewed off his first head,
