on the fire and gave the boar a turn, and remarking to himself that he would be back by the time it was cooked, hurried away. Indeed it was fortunate for Cael's peace of mind that he did not see the way the big man travelled over hills and bogs and rivers; if he had, he would not have given much for his own chance of winning the race.
At length the Carle reached the house he was thinking about, but it was in utter darkness. Not a single person was to be seen; not even a dog barked. Then, being a very sociable individual, and not having any one else to speak to, he began to talk to himself.
"Having come all this way I'm certainly not going back with empty hands," he said. "I'll have to break into the store-house, and obtain a little sup of wine and a bite of bread, at least."
He walked about and investigated the different offices and out-buildings, and at last found the store-house. Entering it he took two barrels of wine, a heap of newly-baked bread that was placed ready for the morrow's use, some dishes, a table and a chair, and
