threes, the animals were coming together. The night was alive with their
glowing eyes; the leaves trembled with their savage muttering.

"Be quick," whispered the Man. "Put this on."

She dried her tears as she felt the warmth of the fur. "It's comfy," she
sobbed. "It fits exactly." And then, "Oh, Man, I'm frightened. What have
you done? You gave me a present once before."

The Man was making a club out of a tree. As he stripped it of its
branches, he answered boastfully, "It was I and the dog; we did it
together. You were cold, so we stole the hyena's coat from him. All the
animals are angry. They know that we shall do again what we have done
once. They feel safe no longer. They say it must be stopped. They want
to get back the hyena's coat from us."

"And they will, oh, my master," the dog interrupted, "unless we protect
ourselves. Through the wilderness, not many miles from here, a limestone
ridge rises above the forest. In the limestone ridge there is a cave. If
we can win our way to it before our enemies come together, we can stand
in the entrance and guard the Woman."

So the dog ran ahead growling with such fierceness that everything fled
from his path. Behind him came the Man carrying the Woman very closely
because he loved her, and trailing his tremendous club. By dawn, before
their enemies could guess their purpose, they had gained the cave. By
the time the animals had held their conference and decreed that the Man
and the dog must be punished, they had escaped and were ready to defy
all comers.