'What's the good?' said the old dame, 'we daren't go in, for here the Trolls live.'
But when the Trolls came to the lake, they lay down to drink it dry; and so they swilled and swilled till they burst.
'Heaven bless and help us! what a stout heart you have got', said the old dame; 'don't you see we have got amongst Trolls?'
After that they went round the castle, and at last they came to a great hall, where the Trolls' two great swords hung high up on the wall.
But up rose the lions and tore the Trolls into small pieces, so that the place looked as if a dung heap had been tossed about it; and when they had finished the Trolls they lay down again.
But the old dame said those were no Christian folk, but Trolls, for she was at home in all that forest far and near, and knew there was not a living soul in it, until you were well over the ridge, and had come down on the other side.
The lizards run in and out of the heathy tufts in the hot sunshine, and as the long day darkens the night-jar trolls out his strange song, so welcome because it is the prelude to the perfect summer night; here and there a glowworm shows its little lamp.