Come on." We set out, The Wolf in advance, I behind him.

God knows how he found the road, but he rarely halted, and then only to listen to the sound of the axe.

"You see," he muttered between his teeth.

"You hear?
do you hear ?" "But where ?" The Wolf shrugged his shoulders.

We decended into a ravine, the wind died down for an instant, measured blows clearly reached my ear.