“Thou wilt not forget that thou art a wolf? Men will not make thee forget?” said Gray Brother, anxiously.

“Never. I will always remember that I love thee and all in our cave; but also I will always remember that I have been cast out of the Pack.”

“And that thou mayest be cast out of another pack. Men are only men, Little Brother, and their talk is like the talk of frogs in a pond. When I come down here again, I will wait for thee in the bamboos at the edge of the grazing-ground.”