On a Saturday night, Mr. Jones went to Willington and got so drunk at the Red Lion that he did not come back till midday on Sunday. His four men had milked the cows in the early morning and then had gone out hunting, without bothering ( 麻烦 ) to feed the animals. When Mr. Jones got back, he immediately went to sleep on the living-room sofa with the News of the World over his face, so that when evening came, the animals were still not fed. At last, they could stand no longer. One of the cows broke into the door of the store-house with her horns ( 角 ) and all the animals began to help themselves to the grains. It was just then that Mr. Jones woke up. And the men came back. The next moment he and his four men were in the store-house with whips in their hands, whipping ( 鞭打 ) in all directions. This was more than the hungry animals would bear. Together, they jumped upon their s. Mr. Jones and his men suddenly found themselves being struck with their horns and kicked from all sides. The situation was quite out of their control. A minute later all five of them were in full fright down the road, with the animals running after them joyfully.