"1 will obey,” said Yvon; upon which he sat down by
 the side of Finette and began to talk with her. They
 talked of everything; but, however far their fancy strayed,
 they always came back to the point that they were promised
 to each other and that they must escape from the giant.
 Time passes quickly in this kind of talk. The evening
 drew nigh. Yvon had forgotten the horse and the moun¬
 tain, and Finette was obliged to send him away, advising
 him to bring back the animal before his master’s arrival.
 
Yvon took down the bit that was hidden behind the
 stable door and hastened to the mountain, when, lo! a
 horse almost as large as an elephant rushed toward him
 at full gallop, breathing fire and smoke from his nostrils.
 Yvon firmly awaited the huge animal, and, the moment he
 opened his enormous jaws, thrust between them the bit:
 when, lo! the horse instantly became as gentle as a lamb.
 Yvon made him kneel down, sprang on his back, and tran¬
 quilly returned home.
 
His task finished, Yvon seated himself on the bench
 before the door of the house. As soon as he saw the giant
 coming, he lolled back in his seat, crossed his legs, and began
 to sing one of his native airs.
 
“Have you brought back the horse?” asked the giant,
 with a frown.
 
“Yes, master,” answered Yvon, without taking the
 trouble to move. "He is a fine animal and does you