Opening, part 1 · page 21 2101He demanded of me "Who is thy master?"102And I answered: "Makoma, the greatest of heroes."103Then the man seized me, and pulling a hair from his moustache, tied me to this tree--even as you see me.'104Makoma was very wroth, but he said nothing, and drawing his finger-nail across the hair (which was as thick and strong as palm rope) cut it, and set free the mountain-maker.105The three following days exactly the same thing happened, only each time with a different one of the party; and on the fourth day Makoma stayed in camp when the others went to cut poles, saying that he would see for himself what sort of man this was that lived in the river and whose moustaches were so long that they extended beyond men's sight.106So when the giants had gone he swept and tidied the camp and put some venison on the fire to roast.107At midday, when the sun was right overhead, he heard a rumbling noise from the river, and looking up he saw the head and shoulders of an enormous man emerging from it.108And behold! right down the river-bed and up the river-bed, till they faded into the blue distance, stretched the giant's grey moustaches!1 2next →Opening, part 2↑ back to The Orange Fairy BookThis page in Markdown → https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg3027/1/page/2/