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There
were
great
doings
when
they
got
down
to
the
village
again
,
and
had
formed
up
in
front
of
the
inn
.
After
refreshment
St
.
George
made
a
speech
,
in
which
he
informed
his
audience
that
he
had
removed
their
direful
scourge
,
at
a
great
deal
of
trouble
and
inconvenience
to
him
-
self
,
and
now
they
weren
’
t
to
go
about
grumbling
and
fancying
they
’
d
got
grievances
,
because
they
hadn
’
t
.
And
they
shouldn
’
t
be
so
fond
of
fights
,
because
next
time
they
might
have
to
do
the
fighting
themselves
,
which
would
not
be
the
same
thing
at
all
.
And
there
was
a
certain
badger
in
the
inn
stables
which
had
got
to
be
released
at
once
,
and
he
’
d
come
and
see
it
done
himself
.
Then
he
told
them
that
the
dragon
had
been
thinking
over
things
,
and
saw
that
there
were
two
sides
to
every
question
,
and
he
wasn
’
t
going
to
do
it
any
more
,
and
if
they
were
good
perhaps
he
’
d
stay
and
settle
down
there
.
So
they
must
make
friends
,
and
not
be
prejudiced
and
go
about
fancying
they
knew
everything
there
was
to
be
known
,
because
they
didn
’
t
,
not
by
a
long
way
.
And
he
warned
them
against
the
sin
of
romancing
,
and
making
up
stories
and
fancying
other
people
would
believe
them
just
because
they
were
plausible
and
highly
-
coloured
.
Then
he
sat
down
,
amidst
much
repentant
cheering
,
and
the
dragon
nudged
the
Boy
in
the
ribs
and
whispered
that
he
couldn
’
t
have
done
it
better
himself
.
Then
every
one
went
off
to
get
ready
for
the
banquet
.
Banquets
are
always
pleasant
things
,
consisting
mostly
,
as
they
do
,
of
eating
and
drinking
;
but
the
specially
nice
thing
about
a
banquet
is
,
that
it
comes
when
something
’
s
over
,
and
there
’
s
nothing
more
to
worry
about
,
and
to
-
morrow
seems
a
long
way
off
.
St
George
was
happy
because
there
had
been
a
fight
and
he
hadn
’
t
had
to
kill
anybody
;
for
he
didn
’
t
really
like
killing
,
though
he
generally
had
to
do
it
.
The
dragon
was
happy
because
there
had
been
a
fight
,
and
so
far
from
being
hurt
in
it
he
had
won
popularity
and
a
sure
footing
in
society
.
The
Boy
was
happy
because
there
had
been
a
fight
,
and
in
spite
of
it
all
his
two
friends
were
on
the
best
of
terms
.
And
all
the
others
were
happy
because
there
had
been
a
fight
,
and
—
well
,
they
didn
’
t
require
any
other
reasons
for
their
happiness
.
The
dragon
exerted
himself
to
say
the
right
thing
to
everybody
,
and
proved
the
life
and
soul
of
the
evening
;
while
the
Saint
and
the
Boy
,
as
they
looked
on
,
felt
that
they
were
only
assisting
at
a
feast
of
which
the
honour
and
the
glory
were
entirely
the
dragon
’
s
.
But
they
didn
’
t
mind
that
,
being
good
fellows
,
and
the
dragon
was
not
in
the
least
proud
or
forgetful
.
On
the
contrary
,
every
ten
minutes
or
so
he
leant
over
towards
the
Boy
and
said
impressively
:
“
Look
here
!
you
WILL
see
me
home
afterwards
,
won
’
t
you
?
”
And
the
Boy
always
nodded
,
though
he
had
promised
his
mother
not
to
be
out
late
.
At
last
the
banquet
was
over
,
the
guests
had
dropped
away
with
many
good
-
nights
and
congratulations
and
invitations
,
and
the
dragon
,
who
had
seen
the
last
of
them
off
the
premises
,
emerged
into
the
street
followed
by
the
Boy
,
wiped
his
brow
,
sighed
,
sat
down
in
the
road
and
gazed
at
the
stars
.
“
Jolly
night
it
’
s
been
!
”
he
murmured
.
“
Jolly
stars
!
Jolly
little
place
this
!
Think
I
shall
just
stop
here
.
Don
’
t
feel
like
climbing
up
any
beastly
hill
.
Boy
’
s
promised
to
see
me
home
.
Boy
had
better
do
it
then
!
No
responsibility
on
my
part
.
Responsibility
all
Boy
’
s
!
”
And
his
chin
sank
on
his
broad
chest
and
he
slumbered
peacefully
.
“
Oh
,
GET
up
,
dragon
,
”
cried
the
Boy
,
piteously
.
“
You
KNEW
my
mother
’
s
sitting
up
,
and
I
’
m
so
tired
,
and
you
made
me
promise
to
see
you
home
,
and
I
never
knew
what
it
meant
or
I
wouldn
’
t
have
done
it
!
”
And
the
Boy
sat
down
in
the
road
by
the
side
of
the
sleeping
dragon
,
and
cried
.
The
door
behind
them
opened
,
a
stream
of
light
illumined
the
road
,
and
St
.
George
,
who
had
come
out
for
a
stroll
in
the
cool
night
-
air
,
caught
sight
of
the
two
figures
sitting
there
—
the
great
motionless
dragon
and
the
tearful
little
Boy
.
“
What
’
s
the
matter
,
Boy
?
”
he
inquired
kindly
,
stepping
to
his
side
.
“
Oh
,
it
’
s
this
great
lumbering
PIG
of
a
dragon
!
”
sobbed
the
Boy
.
“
First
he
makes
me
promise
to
see
him
home
,
and
then
he
says
I
’
d
better
do
it
,
and
goes
to
sleep
!
Might
as
well
try
to
see
a
HAYSTACK
home
!
And
I
’
m
so
tired
,
and
mother
’
s
—
”
here
he
broke
down
again
.
