'Feather!' cried the Sheep, as she took up another pair of needles.
Feather!' the Sheep cried again, taking more needles.
'Didn't you hear me say "Feather"?' the Sheep cried angrily, taking up quite a bunch of needles.
'In the water, of course!' said the Sheep, sticking some of the needles into her hair, as her hands were full.
'You needn't say "please" to ME about 'em' the Sheep said, without looking up from her knitting: 'I didn't put 'em there, and I'm not going to take 'em away.'
"In the end I deemed it would be the best plan to do as follows: The Cyclops had a great club which was lying near one of the sheep pens; it was of green olive wood, and he had cut it intending to use it for a staff as soon as it should be dry.
Surely no man is carrying off your sheep? Surely no man is trying to kill you either by fraud or by force?
"Then they went away, and I laughed inwardly at the success of my clever stratagem, but the Cyclops, groaning and in an agony of pain, felt about with his hands till he found the stone and took it from the door; then he sat in the doorway and stretched his hands in front of it to catch anyone going out with the sheep, for he thought I might be foolish enough to attempt this.
In the end I deemed that this plan would be the best; the male sheep were well grown, and carried a heavy black fleece, so I bound them noiselessly in threes together, with some of the withies on which the wicked monster used to sleep.
"Thus, then, did we wait in great fear of mind till morning came, but when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, the male sheep hurried out to feed, while the ewes remained bleating about the pens waiting to be milked, for their udders were full to bursting; but their master in spite of all his pain felt the backs of all the sheep as they stood upright, without being sharp enough to find out that the men were underneath their bellies.
Night had fallen; the wolves were howling in the hills and the terrified sheep crowding about Haita's feet.
The sheep were bleating in terror, for the rising waters had invaded their fold.
Soon the shepherds find that one sheep
is missing, and suspecting Mak of having stolen it they follow him home.
I had only one misfortune, that the rats on board carried away one of my sheep; I found her bones in a hole, picked clean from the flesh.
Since my last return I find the breed is considerably increased, especially the sheep, which I hope will prove much to the advantage of the woollen manufacture, by the fineness of the fleeces.