"When I peered through the door of the cave I saw this: on the floor

of the cave lay a she-wolf panting, as though she had galloped many a

mile; she was great and fierce. Near to her was another wolf--he was a

dog--old and black, bigger than any I have seen, a very father of

wolves, and all his head and flanks were streaked with grey. But this

wolf was on his feet. As I watched he drew back nearly to the mouth of

the cave, then of a sudden he ran forward and bounded high into the

air towards the withered foot of that which hung from the cleft of the