The troll stopped, very confused about what just happened. Did he really not have an answer to the question? Was the riddle really unsolvable? Did that make him a cheater?
Meanwhile, as the troll was wondering all of these things, Madeline crept close to Handsome. She moved slowly, hoping the confused and distracted troll wouldn't notice her.
"Handsome," she whispered, "drop the stick and listen. When I run, you need to chase after me."