"Oh, Thor! if you could see--" he began; but Thor held up his hammer and
shook it gently as he said:
"Look now, Loki: it was an excellent joke, and so far you have done
well--after your crafty fashion, which likes me not. But now I have my
hammer again, and the joke is done. From you, nor from another, I brook
no laughter at my expense. Henceforth we will have no mention of this
masquerade, nor of these rags which now I throw away. Do you hear, red
laughter?"
And Loki heard, with a look of hate, and stifled his laughter as best he
could; for it is not good to laugh at him who holds the hammer.
Not once after that was there mention in Asgard of the time when Thor
dressed him as a girl and won his bridal gift from Thrym the giant.
But Mioelnir was safe once more in Asgard, and you and I know how it came
there; so someone must have told. I wonder if red Loki whispered the
tale to some outsider, after all? Perhaps it may be so, for now he knew
how best to make Thor angry; and from that day when Thor forbade his
laughing, Loki hated him with the mean little hatred of a mean little
soul.
CHAPTER XIV
THE APPLES OF IDUN
Once upon a time Odin, Loki, and Hoener started on a journey. They had
often travelled together before on all sorts of errands, for they had a
great many things to look after, and more than once they had fallen into
trouble through the prying, meddlesome, malicious spirit of Loke, who
was never so happy as when he was doing wrong.
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