but up rose the lions and tore the trolls into small pieces, so that the place looked as if a dung heap had been tossed about it; and when they had finished the trolls they lay down again. the lad did not wake till late in the afternoon, and when he got on his knees and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, he began to wonder what had been going on, when he saw the marks of hoofs. but when he went towards the castle, a maiden looked out of a window who had seen all that had happened, and she said: