Gerard was staggered by this sudden communication, and his colour came and went. Then he
clenched1 his teeth with ire. For men of any spirit at all are like the wild boar; he will run from a superior force, owing perhaps to his not being an
ass2; but if you stick to his heels too long and too close, and, in short, bore him, he will whirl, and come tearing at a multitude of hunters, and perhaps bore you. Gerard then set his teeth and looked battle, But the next moment his
countenance3 fell, and he said
plaintively4, “And my
axe5 is in Rhine.”
They consulted together.
Prudence6 bade them avoid that village; hunger said “buy food.”
Hunger
spoke7 loudest. Prudence most convincingly. They settled to strike across the fields.
They halted at a haystack and borrowed two bundles of hay, and lay on them in a dry ditch out of sight, but in
nettles8.
They sallied out in turn and came back with
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