was the education that made him able to fight Red Indians, and to be the stranger who might have been observed in the first chapter.
Chapter V.—By Noël
I think it's time something happened in this story. So then the dragon he came out, blowing fire out of his nose, and he said—
"Come on, you valiant man and true,
I'd like to have a set to along of you!"
(That's bad English.—Ed. I don't care; it's what the dragon said. Who told you dragons didn't talk bad English?—Noël.)
So the hero, whose name was Noeloninuris, replied—
"My blade is sharp, my axe is keen,
You're not nearly as big as a good many dragons I've seen."
(Don't put in so much poetry, Noël. It's not fair, because none of the others can do it.—Ed.)
And then they went at it, and he beat the dragon, just as he did the Head in Dicky's part of the Story, and so he married the Princess, and they lived——(No they didn't—not till the last chapter.—Ed.)
