92 QUARREL ABOUT A LAMB. 



giving tongue, and seizing my gun with his left 

 hand, kept it fast, whilst with his right he drew 

 his yataghan, and held the point of it a great deal 

 closer to my breast than was quite agreeable. 

 I was unable to turn the muzzle of the gun to- 

 wards him, because he had it fast by the centre 

 of the barrel, and was quite close to me, and I 

 could not wrestle with him without getting into 

 quarantine, so I had nothing to do but to hold 

 on my gun as long as I could, because that I 

 was resolved not to resign without a struggle, 

 cost what it might. In the meantime, I found 

 myself dragged at a great rate down the side of a 

 very steep hill, being obhged to run, to keep up 

 with my enemy, who still kept an equally fast 

 hold of my gun with myself. I was beginning to 

 wonder considerably how this adventure would 

 terminate, when I fortunately heard him tell me 

 in Greek, to call off one of my dogs, that was 

 worrying his lambs. I immediately answered, 

 " Very well," when he quitted his hold, and ran 

 on towards his flock. It appears, he merely in- 

 tended to call my attention in an energetic man- 

 ner to the attack made, certainly very provok- 

 ingly, by one of our dogs on his sheep, and 



