The rest were gone.

As he grew stronger, he found himself compelled to play alone, for the sister no longer lifted her head nor moved about.

His little body rounded out with the meat he now ate; but the food had come too late for her.

She slept continuously, a tiny skeleton flung round with skin in which the flame flickered lower and lower and at last went out.
Then there came a time when the grey cub no longer saw his father appearing and disappearing in the wall nor lying down asleep in the entrance.

This had happened at the end of a second and less severe famine.