The children of Odin - Germanic Mythology

THE DWELLERS IN ASGARD 35
"None but the Dwarfs who work for me could make such
things. There are other Dwarfs, but they are as unhandy as
they are misshapen. The Dwarfs who are my servants are the
only ones who can make such wonders."
Now Loki in his boastfulness had said a foohsh thing. There
were other Dwarfs besides those who had worked for him, and
one of these was there in Asgard. All unknown to Loki he
stood in the shadow of Odin's seat, listening to what was
being said. Now he went over to Loki, his Uttle, unshapely
form trembling with rage — Brock, the most spiteful of all the
Dwarfs.
"Ha, Loki, you boaster," he roaked, "you lie in your words.
Sjindri, my brother, who would scorn to serve you, is the best
smith in Svartheim."
The ^sir and the Vanir laughed to see Loki outfaced by Brock
file Dwarf in the middle of his boastfulness. As they laughed
Loki grew angry.
"Be silent. Dwarf," he said, "your brother will know about
smith's work when he goes to the Dwarfs who are my friends,
and learns something from them."
" He learn from the Dwarfs who are your friends ! My
brother
Sindri learn from the Dwarfs who are your friends!" Brock
roared, in a greater rage than before. "The things you have
brought out of Svartheim would not be noticed by the ^sir
and the Vanir if they were put beside the things that my brother
Sindri can make.^'