There's a nice lot of people here, you see, and for all these folks they have only brought hither two bullocks--and little enough too.

If you're a man, come with me and fetch a third.

We shall not have to go far.

Among the reeds yonder is a stray bull, which has been prowling in these parts for the last fortnight, killing people, scattering flocks and herds, destroying the crops, overturning the carts on the high-road, and chasing the labourers out of the fields into the town.

Not one of the drovers, or _gulyas_, in the place can cope with him single-handed.