'Why, it must have got its feet loose, and have strayed after
all,' thought the man; and he put the kid on the grass and
hurried off in the direction of the bleating. Then the boy ran
back and picked up the kid, and took it to the Black Gallows
Bird.

The shepherd could hardly believe his eyes when he returned from
seeking the sheep and found that the kid had vanished. He was
afraid to go home and tell the same tale that he had told
yesterday; so he searched the wood through and through till night
was nearly come. Then he felt that there was no help for it, and
he must go home and confess to his master.

Of course, the farmer was very angry at this second misfortune;
but this time he told him to drive one of the big bulls from the
mountain, and warned him that if he lost THAT he would lose his
place also. Again the Shifty Lad, who was on the watch, perceived
him pass by, and when he saw the man returning with the great
bull he cried to the Black Rogue:

'Be quick and come into the wood, and we will try to get the bull
also.'

'But how can we do that?' asked the Black Rogue.

'Oh, quite easily! You hide yourself out there and baa like a
sheep, and I will go in the other direction and bleat like a kid.
It will be all right, I assure you.'

The shepherd was walking slowly, driving the bull before him,