Jar-Eel, knowing how the Sartarites value their cattle, and keen not to give any excuse for a revolt against the empire told Beatpot to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what happened, and offer reparation in her name.
About an hour later, the Beatpot staggered back to the chariot with his clothes in disarray. He was holding a flask of finest clearwine in one hand, a pouch of silver coins in the other and smiling happily.
"What happened?" asked Jar-Eel.
"Well," Beatpot replied, "the farmer gave me the wine, his wife gave
me the purse, and their beautiful daughter made mad passionate love
to me."
"By the Goddess, what did you tell them?" asked Jar-Eel.
Beatpot replied: "I'm Jar-Eel's Bodyguard and I just killed the cow".
Powered by hypermail