When he had thus disappeared within his shelter of flame, the whole pack came curiously to the rim of the fire to see what had become of him.

Hitherto they had been denied access to the fire, and they now settled down in a close-drawn circle, like so many dogs, blinking and yawning and stretching their lean bodies in the unaccustomed warmth.

Then the she- wolf sat down, pointed her nose at a star, and began to howl.

One by one the wolves joined her, till the whole pack, on haunches, with noses pointed skyward, was howling its hunger cry.
Dawn came, and daylight.

The fire was burning low.