was done he slipped behind a rock and waited.

Very soon the man came up, and seeing the shoe lying there, he
stooped and looked at it.

'It is a good shoe,' he said to himself, 'but very dirty. Still,
if I had the fellow, I would be at the trouble of cleaning it';
so he threw the shoe down again and went on.

The Shifty Lad smiled as he heard him, and, picking up the shoe,
he crept round by a short way and laid the other shoe on the
path. A few minutes after the shepherd arrived, and beheld the
second shoe lying on the path.

'Why, that is the fellow of the dirty shoe!' he exclaimed when he
saw it. 'I will go back and pick up the other one, and then I
shall have a pair of good shoes,' and he put the sheep on the
grass and returned to fetch the shoe. Then the Shifty Lad put on
his shoes, and, picking up the sheep, carried it home. And the
Black Rogue paid him the hundred marks of his wager.

When the shepherd reached the farmhouse that night he told his
tale to his master, who scolded him for being stupid and
careless, and bade him go the next day to the mountain and fetch
him a kid, and he would send that as a wedding gift. But the
Shifty Lad was on the look-out, and hid himself in the wood, and
the moment the man drew near with the kid on his shoulders began
to bleat like a sheep, and no one, not even the sheep's own
mother, could have told the difference.