'We move slowly and silently. We must not be caught. Luckily for us,
we arrive while it's still daylight. Had we arrived during darkness, the
Trolls would have been up and about. You see, these Trolls are awake at
night and sleep all day.
'We tiptoe around a huge boulder. Facing us is the darkened opening of
a cave. From inside we hear the sound of a Troll-snoring; that was the
rumbling. Did you ever hear a troll snore?
'The snoring of one troll-I mean just one troll-sounds like ten
locomotives, all working together, pulling long trains up a steep hill. Ga-
a-roar and chlupp, over and over, and then a real heavy phytt-phytt,
followed by a high whistling cha-leep.
'We're there, all right. We have reached the caves of the Trolls. Now we
must find the Princess.
'Crawling on our hands and knees, looking in all directions, we make our
way to the cave from which the snoring comes. Peering in, we see the
troll in the half-darkness of the far side, sound asleep. His lips flap as
he snores.
'The troll looks almost human, except for two horns that rise from his
shaggy head, bristly-wire whiskers, bumpy nose, long pointed ears and
no teeth.
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