After about twenty.five minutes the giants apparently ad a quarrel. This put an end to the cock.shies， but it is ot pleasant to be within a mile of quarrelling giants. They ormed and jeered at one another in long， meaningless ords of about twenty syllables each. They foamed and ibbered and jumped in their rage， and each jump shook he earth like a bomb. They lammed each other on the head ith great， clumsy stone hammers； but their skulls were o hard that the hammers bounced off again， and then the onster who had given the blow would drop his hammer and owl with pain because it had stung his fingers. But he was o stupid that he would do exactly the same thing a minute ter. This was a good thing in the long run， for by the end f an hour all the giants were so hurt that they sat down and egan to cry. When they sat down， their heads were below he edge of the gorge， so that you saw them no more； but Jill ould hear them howling and blubbering and boo.booing like reat babies even after the place was a mile behind.
