“I can’t bear this，” thought Jill. To distract her mind， she began looking about her. Just in front of her was a clean wide table with two clean pie.dishes on it， and an open book. They were giant pie.dishes of course. Jill thought that she could lie down just comfortably in one of them. Then she climbed up on the bench beside the table to look at the book. She read：
MALLARD. This delicious bird can be cooked in a variety of ways.
“It‘s a cookery book，” thought Jill without much interest， and glanced over her shoulder. The giantess’s eyes were shut but she didn‘t look as if she were properly asleep. Jill glanced back at the book. It was arranged alphabetically： and at the very next entry her heart seemed to stop beating； It ran.
MAN. This elegant little biped has long been valued as a delicacy. It forms a traditional part of the Autumn Feast， and is served between the fish and the joint. Each Man.
