them! There was fear in my master's voice when he asked for the dogs.
"Take a torch," he said, "we must go to their aid."
In our village I had heard them tell terrible stories of wolves, yet I could not hesitate. I ran back for a torch, then followed my master.
But outside we could see neither dogs nor wolves. On the snow we could see only the imprint of the two dogs' paws. We followed these traces around the hut, then at a certain distance we could see a space in the snow which looked as though some animals had been rolling in it.
"Go and look for them, Capi," said my master; at the same time he whistled to attract Zerbino and Dulcie.
But there was no barking in reply; no sound disturbed the mournful silence of the forest, and Capi, instead of running off as he was told, kept close to us, giving every sign of fear. Capi who was usually so obedient and brave!
There was not sufficient light for us to follow the imprints any distance. The snow around us was dazzling, but beyond seemed all vague and obscure.
Again Vitalis whistled and shouted for the missing dogs. There was no answering bark.
Oh, poor Zerbino; poor Dulcie!
"The wolves have got them," said Vitalis; "why did you let them go out?"
Yes? why? I had nothing to say.
