Sir Stud was thrown in the back of the wagon, he was gagged and again his hands were tied and a gunny sack placed over his head. He was then covered with a pile of straw.
He had seen that there were two men sitting on the buckboard with Lars holding the reins.
Suddenly, the wagon took off with a jerk and headed off down a bumpy road.
Sir Stud could feel that the wagon made many turns and not knowing where he was in the first place, even though he knew the Hamlet well, gave up trying to figure out where they were heading.
The wagon stopped and he heard men's voices and even though their speech was muffled by the straw, he made out questions about the load.
The wagon started moving again. Sir Stud thought, "I hope that was people looking for me." The wagon hadn't traveled far, about 30 minutes by his reckoning. When the wagon stopped, he was dragged out by his feet, straw and all and dumped hard on the ground. The men didn't remove the sack from his head but led him down a ramp into a damp smelling room.
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