– the one that was standing here just now?’
‘Moo!’ said Andrush in the ox’s voice.
‘What about Tonda?’
The peasant turned back into Tonda before Krabat’s very eyes.
‘So that’s it!’ said the boy.
‘Yes, that’s it,’ said Tonda. ‘Andrush is going to show his paces in the cattle market.’
‘You mean you’re going to sell him?’ ‘Those are the Master’s orders.’
‘But – but suppose Andrush gets sent to be slaughtered?’
‘No fear of that!’ Tonda assured him. ‘Once we sell Andrush as an ox, all we have to do is keep his halter. Then he can turn himself into any shape he likes, any time he likes.’
‘Suppose we lose the halter?’
‘You dare!’ cried Andrush. ‘If you did that I’d have to stay an ox all my life, eating hay and straw – just you get that into your heads, and don’t do any such thing!’
Tonda and Krabat created a great sensation in Wittichenau cattle market. Their ox was much admired. All the dealers came hurrying up and surrounded them, and a few of the townsfolk, and some farmers who had already disposed of their pigs and bullocks, joined the crowd. It wasn’t every day you saw such a fine, fat ox; they all felt they’d like to get their hands on it before anyone else could snap up such a splendid animal from under their noses.
‘How much?’
The cattle dealers showered Tonda with questions, shouting at the tops of their voices. Master Krause the butcher, from Hoyerswerda, offered fifteen guilders for Andrush, and lame Leuschner from Koenigsbruck went one better and offered sixteen.
Tonda merely shook his head. ‘Not good enough,’ said he.
‘Not good enough?’ said they. He must be crazy, they assured him. Did he take them for fools?
‘Fools or no,’ said Tonda, ‘I suppose you gentlemen must know that best yourselves!’
‘Very well, then,’ said Master Krause from Hoyer-swerda. ‘Eighteen!’
‘Eighteen! Why, I’d rather keep him myself!’ growled Tonda. He would not let Master Leuschner from Koenigs-bruck have him for nineteen guilders, either, or young Gustav Neubauer from Senftenberg for twenty.
‘The devil take you and your ox, then!’ cried Master Krause angrily, and Master Leuschner, tapping his forehead, said, ‘I’d be a fool to ruin myself. Twenty-two, and that’s my last word!’
The bargaining seemed to have reached a deadlock when a fat, shapeless man, puffing like a grampus at every step he took, pushed his way through the crowd. His frog face with its round, goggle eyes was shiny with sweat, he wore a green tailcoat with silver buttons, a showy watch chain over his red satin vest, and there was a fat purse at his belt for all the world to see.
Master Blaschke, the ox dealer from Kamenz, was one of the richest and probably the shrewdest of all the cattle dealers for miles around. Pushing Master Leuschner and young Gustav Neubauer aside, he shouted in his loud, blustering voice, ‘How in heaven’s name did such a thin fellow come by such a fat ox? I’ll take him for twenty-five!’
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