Only to think of it ! It was no joke to throw things into the moon ! So no more was heard of the club , and the next day they had all something else to think about . ` Go and fetch me water ! ' said the mother , when the morning broke , and gave them twelve buffalo skins with the order to keep filling them till night . They set out at once for the brook , and in the twinkling of an eye the dragon had filled the whole twelve , carried them into the house , and brought them back to Stan . Stan was tired : he could scarcely lift the buckets when they were empty , and he shuddered to think of what would happen when they were full . But he only took an old knife out of his pocket and began to scratch up the earth near the brook . ` What are you doing there ? How are you going to carry the water into the house ? ' asked the dragon . ` How ? Dear me , that is easy enough ! I shall just take the brook ! ' At these words the dragon 's jaw dropped . This was the last thing that had ever entered his head , for the brook had been as it was since the days of his grandfather . ` I 'll tell you what ! ' he said . ` Let me carry your skins for you . ' ` Most certainly not , ' answered Stan , going on with his digging , and the dragon , in dread lest he should fulfil his threat , tried what bribes would do , and in the end had again to promise seven sacks of ducats before Stan would agree to leave the brook alone and let him carry the water into the house .
On the third day the old mother sent Stan into the forest XXXXX wood , and , as usual , the dragon went with him .
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