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night, the Welsh Giant came with his great knotty club, and struck several heavy blows upon the bed where Jack had laid the billet; and then returned to his own chamber supposing he had broken all the bones in his skin.
In the morning Jack gave him hearty thanks for his lodging. The Giant said to him, How have you rested? Did you not feel something in the night? No nothing (quoth Jack) but a rat, which gave me three or tour slaps with her tail. Soon after the Giant arose, and went to breakfast with a bowl of hasty-pudding. containing near four gallons, giving Jack the like quantity; who being loath to let the Giant know he could not eat with him, got a large leathern bag, putting it very artfully under his loose coat, into which he secretly conveyed his pudding, telling the Giant, he could shew him a trick: then taking a large knife, he ripped open the bag, which the Giant supposed it to be his belly, and out came the
