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"It is no use," she answered sadly. "We have done all we can, and it is too late! We were afraid he was<br />

growing, for he would not believe anything told him; but when he refused to share his berries, and said he<br />

had gathered them for himself, then we knew it! He is a glutton, and there is no hope of him.−−It makes me<br />

sick to see him eat!"<br />

"Could not some of the boys watch him, and not let him touch the poisonous things?"<br />

"He may have them if he will: it is all one−−to eat the apples, and to be a boy that would eat them if he could.<br />

No; he must go to the giants! He belongs to them. You can see how much bigger he is than when first you<br />

came! He is bigger since yesterday."<br />

"He is as like that hideous green lump in his hand as boy could look!"<br />

"It suits what he is making himself."<br />

"His head and it might change places!"<br />

"Perhaps they do!"<br />

"Does he want to be a giant?"<br />

"He hates the giants, but he is making himself one all the same: he likes their apples! Oh baby, baby, he was<br />

just such a darling as you when we found him!"<br />

"He will be very miserable when he finds himself a giant!"<br />

"Oh, no; he will like it well enough! That is the worst of it."<br />

"Will he hate the Little Ones?"<br />

"He will be like the rest; he will not remember us−−most likely will not believe there are Little Ones. He will<br />

not care; he will eat his apples."<br />

"Do tell me how it will come about. I understand your world so little! I come from a world where everything<br />

is different."<br />

"I do not know about WORLD. What is it? What more but a word in your beautiful big mouth?−−That makes<br />

it something!"<br />

"Never mind about the word; tell me what next will happen to Blunty."<br />

"He will wake one morning and find himself a giant−−not like you, good giant, but like any other bad giant.<br />

You will hardly know him, but I will tell you which. He will think he has been a giant always, and will not<br />

know you, or any of us. The giants have lost themselves, Peony says, and that is why they never smile. I<br />

wonder whether they are not glad because they are bad, or bad because they are not glad. But they can't be<br />

glad when they have no babies! I wonder what BAD means, good giant!"<br />

"I wish I knew no more about it than you!" I returned. "But I try to be good, and mean to keep on trying."<br />

"So do I−−and that is how I know you are good."<br />

<strong>Lilith</strong><br />

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