castle isn't on fire. Every day we have to go out
to fight three giants--Slat Mor, Slat Marr, and Slat Beag. We fight
them all day long, and just as night is falling we have them killed.
But however it comes, in the night they always come to life again, and
if they didn't see this castle lit up, they'd come in on top of us and
murder us while we slept. So every night when we come back from the
fight, we light up the castle. Then we can sleep in peace until
morning, and in the morning go off and fight the giants again."

When the Amadan heard this, he wondered; and he said he would like
very much to help them kill the giants. They said they would be very
glad to have such a fine fellow's help; and so it was agreed that the
Amadan should go with them to the fight next day.

Then the three princes washed themselves and took their supper, and
they and the Amadan went to bed.

In the morning all four of them set off, and travelled to the Glen of
the Echoes, where they met the three giants.

"Now," says the Amadan, "if you three will engage the two smaller
giants, Slat Marr and Slat Beag, I'll engage Slat Mor myself and kill
him."

They agreed to this.

Now the smallest of the giants was far bigger and more terrible than
anything ever the Amadan had seen or heard of in his life before, so
you can fancy what Slat Mor must have been like.

But the Amadan was little concerned at this. He went to meet Slat Mor,
and the two of them fell to the fight, and a great, great fight they
had. They made the hard ground into soft, and the soft into spring
wells; they made the rocks into pebbles, and the pebbles into gravel,
and the gravel fell over the country like hailstones. All the birds of
the air from the lower end of the world to the upper end of the
world, and all the wild beasts and tame from the four ends of the
earth, came flocking to see the fight; and in the end the Amadan ran
Slat Mor through with his sword and laid him down dead.

Then he turned to help the three princes, and very soon he laid the
other two giants down dead for them also.

Then the three princes said they would all go home. The Amadan told
them to go, but warned them not to light up the castle this night, and
said he would sit by the giants' corpses and watch if they came to
life again.

The three princes begged of him not to do this, for the three giants
would come to life, and then he, having no help, would be killed.

The Amadan was angry with