I waited a short time and then came down.

What to do I knew not.

If I did not remain and O'Brien returned, what would he think?
If I did, I should be dead with cold before the morning.

I looked for our bundles, and found that in the conflict between the dogs and the wolf, they had been buried among the leaves.

I recollected O'Brien's advice, and dressed myself in the girl's clothes, but I could not make up my mind to go to Flushing.