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| DANGER! |
| BEWARE OF THE BULL! |
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Our first step was to get back into the hedge. The field seemed to be quite empty, but there are many hollows in it, and a bull might easily have been sitting down quite near us. Or it might have been hidden in the cluster of trees in the middle. One thing was clear. It was not at the pond.
Trelawny said—
"This man is worth fighting. I'm glad he's got a bull, because it makes more strategy necessary for us."
And Pedlar said—
"And I'm glad too."
But I was not glad, and so I didn't say so; and as for Chilvers, he went further and openly said that he thought a bull altered everything.
It was about a hundred and fifty yards across the field from the wood to Cherry Ripe's wall, and it is well known that a bull can run three times as fast as a man and five times as fast as a boy.
I reminded Trelawny of this, and he said—
"I know all that; it is a question of strategy."