Oldal 153 [153]
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THE GALLANT TAILOR. 117 “T shall put a stop to all this,” said he. At night he lay down as usual in bed, and when his wife thought that he was asleep, she got up, opened the door and lay down again. ‘The little tailor, who only made bélieve to be asleep, began to murmur plainly, " Now, boy, make me that waistcoat and patch me those breeches, or I will lay my yard measure about your shoulders ! I have slain seven at one blow, killed two giants, caught a unicorn, and taken a wild boar, and shall I be afraid of those who are standing outside my room door?” And when they heard the tailor say this, a great fear seized them; they fled away as if they had been wild hares, and none of them would venture to attack him. And so the little tailor all his lifetime remained a king.
