Come along." "I am afraid," said Cecil, "that Jim will be very angry with me;" which was undoubtedly very likely.
"Never mind Jim," she said; "come along." So they went, and in the rush and confusion of the beasts' feet got to the yard unnoticed.

Sam and Jim were inside, and Halbert was perched upon the rails; she came close behind him and peeped through.
She was frightened.

Close before her was Sam, hatless, in shirt and breeches only, almost unrecognisable, grimed with sweat, dust, and filth beyond description.

He had been nearly horned that morning, and his shirt was torn from his armpit downwards, showing rather more of a lean muscular flank than would have been desirable in a drawing-room.
He stood there with his legs wide apart, and a stick about eight feet long and as thick as one's wrist in his hand; while before him, crowded into a corner of the yard, were a mob of infuriated, terrified cattle.
As she watched, one tried to push past him and get out of the yard; he stepped aside and let it go.

The next instant a lordly young bull tried the same game, but he was "wanted;" so, just as he came nearly abreast of Sam, he received a frightful blow on the nose from the stick, which turned him.
But only for a moment.