human
Well, you know, my darling Thunderthump, answered his wife,
gpt
I always thought it ought to be nearer home. But you know best, of course.
human
Ha! ha! You don't know where it is, wife. I moved it a month ago.
gpt
What a man you are, Thunderthump! You trust any creature alive rather than your wife.
human
Where have you got it now?
gpt
Well, Doodlem, I don't mind telling _you_, answered the giant, soothingly.
human
The great she-eagle has got it for a nest egg. She sits on it night and day, and thinks she will bring the greatest eagle out of it that ever sharpened his beak on the rocks of Mount Skycrack. I can warrant no one else will touch it while she has got it. But she is rather capricious, and I confess I am not easy about it; for the least scratch of one of her claws would do for me at once. And she _has_ claws.