"Siegfried is his name, and only he who knows no fear can mend the
sword."
"Ha! ha!" chuckled Mimi. "That voice does not know what a skillful
smith Mimi is.
"I will mend the sword and Siegfried shall use it to slay the dragon."
He folded the baby close in his rough, black little arms.
"A few more years, a few more years," he gurgled in glee, "and Mimi's
hands shall clutch the precious gold."