Jack and Beanstalk (8)

Jack and Beanstalk (8)

He was a big one, to be sure.
At his belt he had three calves strung up by the heels, and he unhooked them and threw them down on the table  and said : " Here, wife, broil me a couple of these for breakfast. Ah ! what's this I smell ? "

" Fee-fi-fo-fun,
  I smell the blood of an Englishman,
  Be he alive, or be he dead
  I'll have his bones to grind my bread. "

" Nonsense, dear, " said his wife, " you're dreaming. Or perhaps you smell the scraps of that little boy you liked so much for yesterday's dinner. Here, you go and have a wash and tidy up, and by the time you come back your breakfast'll be ready for you. "

So off the ogre went, and Jack was just going to jump out of the oven and run away when the woman told him not.
" Wait till he's asleep, " says she : " he always has a doze after breakfast. "

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