"A devil draw the teeth of him," said Gurth, "and the mother of mischief confound the Ranger of the forest, that cuts the foreclaws off our dogs, and makes them unfit for their trade! [8] Wamba, up and help me an thou be'st a man; take a turn round the back o' the hill to gain the wind on them; and when thous't got the weather-gage, thou mayst drive them before thee as gently as so many innocent lambs."
Kerüld meg a dombot, hogy a hátuk mögé juss. Ha odajutsz mögéjük, úgy terelheted őket magad előtt, mint a legszelídebb bárányokat.