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thyself in other ways more than thou hast done 
in this ? ’ 
“ Then was Thor angry, put the horn to his mouth, 
drank with all his might, and strained himself to the 
utmost; and when he looked into the horn it was now 
somewhat lessened. He gave up the horn, and would not 
drink any more. ‘ Now,’ said Utgard Loke, ‘ now is it 
clear that thy strength is not so great as we supposed. 
Wilt thou try some other game, for we see that thou 
canst not succeed in this ? ’ Thor answered: ‘ I will 
now try something else; hut I wonder who, amongst 
the CEsir, would call that a little drink! What play 
will you propose ? ’ 
u Utgard Loke answered: ‘ Young men think it 
mere play to lift my cat from the ground; and I would 
never have proposed this to CEsir Thor, if I did not 
perceive that thou art a much less man than I had 
thought thee.’ Thereupon sprang an uncommonly 
great grey cat upon the floor. Thor advanced, took 
the cat round the "body, and lifted it up. The cat hent 
its hack in the same degree as Thor lifted; and when 
Thor had lifted one of its feet from the ground, and 
was not able to lift it any higher, said Utgard Loke : 
