hemil from the chest; 'we must fly now while the
ogre is asleep.'

'Not yet,' she said, 'there is a yellow light shining. I don't think he
is asleep.'

So they waited for an hour. Then Dschemil whispered again: 'Wake up!
There is no time to lose!'

'Let me see if he is asleep,' said she, and she peeped in, and saw a red
light shining. Then she stole back to her cousin, and asked, 'But how
are we to get out?'

'Get the rope, and I will let you down.'

So she fetched the rope, the hatchet, and the pin and the needles, and
said, 'Take them, and put them in the pocket of your cloak, and be sure
not to lose them.'

Dschemil put them carefully in his pocket, and tied the rope round her,
and let her down over the wall.

'Are you safe?' he asked.

'Yes, quite.'

'Then untie the rope, so that I may draw it up.'

And Dschemila did as she was told, and in a few minutes he stood beside
her.

Now all this time the ogre was asleep, and had heard nothing. Then his
dog came to him and said, 'O, sleeper, are you having pleasant dreams?
Dschemila has forsaken you and run away.'

The ogre got out of bed, gave the dog a kick, then went back again, and
slept till morning.

When it grew light, he rose, and called, 'Dschemila! Dschemila!' but he
only heard the echo of his own voice! Then he dressed himself quickly;
buckled on his sword and whistled to his dog, and followed the road
which he knew the fugitives must have taken.

'Cousin,' said Dschemila suddenly, and turning round as she spoke.

'What is it?' answered he.

'The ogre is coming after us. I saw him.'

'But where is he? I don't see him.'

'Over there. He only looks about as tall as a needle.'

Then they both began to run as fast as they could, while the ogre and
his dog kept drawing always nearer. A few more steps, and he would have
been by their side, when Dschemila threw the darning needle behind her.
In a moment it became an iron mountain between them and their enemy.

'We will break it down, my dog and I,' cried the ogre in a rage, and
they dashed at the mountain till they had forced a path through, and
came ever nearer and nearer.

'Cousin!' said Dschemila suddenly.

'What is it?'

'The ogre is coming after us with his dog.'

'You go on in front then,' answered he; and they both ran on as fast as
they could, while the ogre and the dog drew always nearer and nearer.

'They are close upon us!' cried the maiden, glancing behind, 'you must
throw