He wouldn't be able to reach the head that's higher than Henry...
In Widens, near the well, Alexander was waiting for them with a cart pulled by a horse, mermaids, and a head.
-- For now, the Cyclops needs a bucket of milk every day: put it on a large stump by the road; I tied a red thread to it. Starting right now. The Cyclops won't approach you; it will drink, and then you take the bucket.
The American noticed something that he hadn't immediately paid attention to, and turned to the cart.
"No, thanks for the help, of course, but I thought they would give me a small cart, but here's a whole horse, some kind of carriage, what a mess, how am I supposed to control this thing?"
He sighed.
-- Well, thank you for your cooperation.