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- Woof Woof, Woof !! (How could I feel cold now?)
- Well, Jabra, you're not cold now, are you?
- Hmmm...Hmmm...Hmmm...
- Nibble-Nibble!!
- Jabra had found a bone and he was chewing on it. Halku set his fire down on the ground and began to gather the leaves. In a little while he had a great heap. His hands were frozen, his bare feet numb. But he piled up a regular mountain of the leaves, and by making a fire out of them he'd burn away the cold.
- Woof-Woof!!!!
- No, with Jabra around no animal can get into the field, he'd rip it to shreds. I must have been mistaken. Now there's no sound at all.
- In a little while the fire was burning branches. In the flickering light the immense trees of the grove looked as though they were carrying the vast darkness on their heads. Halku sat before the fire and let it warm him. After a while he took off his shawl; then he spread out both feet as though challenging the cold to do its worst. Victorious over the immense power of the winter, he could not repress pride in his triumph. He asked Jabra whether he was feeling cold and Jabra barked as though to say, How could I feel cold now?
- Woof-Woof!!!!
- Munch-Crunch!!
- Hillo! Hillo! Hillo!
- Jabra, Jabra!!
- The leaves were all burned up. Darkness covered the orchard again. Under the ashes a few embers smouldered, and when a gust of wind blew over them they stirred up briefly, then flickered out again. Halku sat by the warm ashes, humming a tune. The fire had warmed him though, but as the cold began to spread he felt drowsy.
- Munch-Crunch!!
- Woof-Woof!!!
- Jabra gave a loud bark and ran towards the field. Halku realized that this meant a pack of wild animals had probably broken into the field. They might be bluebuck. They must be grazing; he began to hear the sound of nibbling.
- Jabra went on barking and did not come to him. Then again there was the sound of munching and crunching in the field. He could not have been mistaken this time. It really hurt to think of getting up from where he was. It was so comfortable there, it seemed intolerable to go to the field in this cold and chase after animals. He didn't stir.
- Jabra started barking again. There were animals eating his field just when the crop was ready. What a fine crop it was! And these cursed animals were destroying it. With a firm resolve he got up and took a few steps. But, suddenly a gust of wind pierced him with a sting like a scorpion's such that he went back and sat again by the extinguished fire and stirred up the ashes to warm his chilled body.
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