rupted Gael angrily, "it's not with the like of you I'd be seen hunting."
"Indeed you're more foolish than I thought any man could be," said the Carle, and laughed loudly as Gael walked sulkily away.
So the Carle again went up the hillside into the wood, and after a little time he roused an enormous wild boar. Up and down the wood it ran, seeking a hiding-place in the brambles and dense undergrowth, and the Carle steadily followed it. Finally it tried to escape through the thick heather which grew higher up the mountain, but here the Carle overtook it and with a stout, sharp stake pinned it to the ground. Then slinging it across his shoulders he brought it back to his house, and when he had prepared it placed it on spits before the fire to roast.
"It's very certain now," said the Carle to himself, "that I'll have to beg, borrow, or steal some drink from somebody."
He considered for a moment, then thought of a house about thirty miles away, where a rich man lived, and where there would surely be plenty of ale and wine. He put more logs
