“It was,” said the other, “very big.”
You must not suppose this man was quite such a fool as he seemed. You will soon see why he did not make a fuss about his plough.
Next day he took his friend’s son out for a walk. When they had gone some distance he took the boy to another friend’s house, and told this friend to keep the boy safe, but not to let him go out of the house till he returned.
Then he ran back to the boy’s father.
“Where is my boy?” asked the father.
“Your boy? Oh, I remember—a hawk swooped down and carried him off.”
“Oh, you liar! oh, you murderer!” said the friend. “Come before the judge, and then we shall see.”
“As you please,” said the man.
So they went to the court.