They undid the rope that tied my legs together, attached a rope to each of them, and dragged me away.

I walked as well as I could, but, as they frequently pulled both ropes at once, I fell repeatedly, whereupon they always kicked me up again.

Straight to my old labour they took me, tied my leg-ropes to a tree, undid my arms, and put the hateful flint in my left hand.

Then they lay down and pelted me with fallen fruit and stones, but seldom hit me.

If I could have freed my legs, and got hold of a stick I spied a couple of yards from me, I would have fallen upon all six of them! "But the Little Ones will come at night!" I said to myself, and was comforted.
All day I worked hard.