Back in the village, Turlough was at his wits end.

"But I've got to save the Doctor!" he said to Asterix.

"Yes" replied Asterix, "but it's not safe. The magic potion you had earlier has worn off and I can't give you any more because the druid is in the forest picking mistletoe"

Just then Pixanmix, the son of the blacksmith, came charging into the village and skidded to a halt by Asterix and Turlough.

"Getafix has been captured!" he panted, "I was catching some wild piglets and I saw some Romans carrying the druid"

Asterix and Turlough looked at each other.

"That sounds serious!" said Turlough, "Did you see where they took him?"

Pixanmix shook his head.

"I'm going to go to find him!" said Asterix and headed out of the gates.

"Not without me, you're not!" shouted Turlough and chased after him

Ater several hours of fruitless searching in the forest, Asterix and Turlough sat by the edge of a road. Their heads on their hands and looking quite forlorn.

"It's hopeless!" said Turlough, "the druid could be anywhere! I suggest we find the Doctor, he's got to be in one of the Roman camps around, hasn't he"
Asterix was just about to answer when a song floated on the breeze.

"A dealer in oxen, I" went the song, "I'm so sad, it makes me cry, to the market, my ox and I go, who will then carry the load?"

A rather depressed person riding in a cart appeared over the hill and stopped by Asterix and Turlough and burst into tears.

Asterix stood up and patted the person on the hand.

"There, there" he said, "Don't get upset, I think I know how to deal with your problem!"

The driver stopped bawling and looked up.

"Sell your cart instead!" suggested Asterix.

"What a brilliant idea!" exclaimed the driver and hugged Asterix

"Tell me" said Asterix, recovering, "have you seen any druids being carried away by Romans?"

"No" replied the driver, "but I did see some Romans carrying away a druid! They were taking him to Totorum!"

"WHAT!" exclaimed Asterix and started to shake him trying to get the driver to take Turlough and himself to the camp

"But it's out of my way" replied the driver

"You know" said Turlough, sidling up, "I've heard that Totorum is the hub of the cart selling industry around here!"

The driver's eyes lit up. "Well in that case!" he said "you'd better lead the way" and invited Turlough and Asterix on board