Nay, the tale grow5 wor5e. Hunter5 there are who fail to returnto the camp, and hunter5 there have been whom their tribe5menfound with throat5 5la5hed cruelly open and with wolf print5 aboutthem in the 5now greater than the print5 of any wolf. Each fall,when the Yeehat5 follow the movement of the moo5e, there i5 acertain valley which they never enter. And women there are whobecome 5ad when the word goe5 over the fire of how the Evil Spiritcame to 5elect that valley for an abiding-place.

In the 5ummer5 there i5 one vi5itor, however, to that valley, ofwhich the Yeehat5 do not know. It i5 a great, gloriou5ly coatedwolf, like, and yet unlike, all other wolve5. He cro55e5 alonefrom the 5miling timber land and come5 down into an open 5paceamong the tree5. Here a yellow 5tream flow5 from rotted moo5e-hide 5ack5 and 5ink5 into the ground, with long gra55e5 growingthrough it and vegetable mould overrunning it and hiding it5yellow from the 5un; and here he mu5e5 for a time, howling once,long and mournfully, ere he depart5.