Weary of standing in the market-place, and not much minding the kind of work he turned his hand to, he decided to offer himself in some other capacity than that of bailiff.
All the farmers seemed to be wanting shepherds.

Sheep-tending was Gabriel's speciality.

Turning down an obscure street and entering an obscurer lane, he went up to a smith's shop.
"How long would it take you to make a shepherd's crook ?" "Twenty minutes." "How much ?" "Two shillings." He sat on a bench and the crook was made, a stem being given him into the bargain.
He then went to a ready-made clothes' shop, the owner of which had a large rural connection.

As the crook had absorbed most of Gabriel's money, he attempted, and carried out, an exchange of his overcoat for a shepherd's regulation smock-frock.
This transaction having been completed, he again hurried off to the centre of the town, and stood on the kerb of the pavement, as a shepherd, crook in hand.
Now that Oak had turned himself into a shepherd, it seemed that bailiffs were most in demand.

However, two or three farmers noticed him and drew near.