chater ix the wild wate nd f the nrth (第5/19页)
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y bad shots. They play cock-shies most fine mornings. About the only game they’re clever enough to understand.”
It was a horrible time. There seemed no end to the line of giants，and they never ceased hurling stones，some of which fell extremely close. Quite apart from the real danger，the very sight and sound of their faces and voices were enough to scare anyone. Jill tried not to look at them.
After about twenty-five minutes the giants apparently had a quarrel. This put an end to the cock-shies，but it is not pleasant to be within a mile of quarrelling giants. They stormed and jeered at one another in long，meaningless words of about twenty syllables each. They foamed and gibbered and jumped in their rage，and each jump shook the earth like a bomb. They lammed each other on the head with great，clumsy stone hammers；but their skulls were so hard that the hammers bounced off again，and then the monster who had given the blow would drop his hammer and howl with pain because it had
