I must go and nurse him, though he never loved me, and I do not love him overmuch who would stand between me and my husband.

This wild wolf-man is a foe to women, and, most of all, a foe to me; yet I will be kind to him.

Come, I will go at once," and she rose and pushed at the rock.
Why, what was this?
It did not stir.

Then she remembered that she had pulled it beyond the socket because of her fear of the wolf, and that the rock had slipped a little way down the neck of the cave.

Umslopogaas had told her that she must not do this, and she had forgotten his words in her foolishness.