The Golden Hen

The Golden Hen

Thump! Thump! Thump! The ogre's footsteps shook the house. The footsteps grew louder.

The ogre's wife looked worried. " Quick! " she whispered to Jack. " Hide! " Just as before, Jack jumped into the oven.

Thump! Thump! Thump! The ogre stomped into the room. Instantly he began sniffing around.

" Fee, fi, fo, fum! " the ogre shouted. " I smell an—" " It's nothing, dear! " His wife cut him off. " Here. Eat your breakfast. "

The ogre's wife set down some pancakes. " Fine! " the ogre snapped. " But I can smell an . . . "