long after its rising, all through the dark hours her teeth chattered.
She cried continually; every time she cried, out in the jungle the hyena
scoffed. The Man rarely got any rest until full day. All night he was
rubbing her back, her feet and hands in an effort to make her warm. As
a consequence he slept late and accomplished hardly any work. He didn't
even have time to notice how all the animals were building houses. The
Woman was so fretful that he never dared leave her for longer than an
hour. The poor thing was forever complaining that God might have made
her out of something better than a rib, if He was going to make her
at all.

It was a colder night than usual, when the Woman was crying very
bitterly and the hyena was doing more than his ordinary share of
scoffing, that the idea occurred to the Man. The hyena was scoffing
because he was comfortable; he was comfortable because of the heavy coat
that he wore. The Man determined to teach him a lesson by taking his
coat from him. It was another remedy; he hoped that if he clothed the
Woman with it, she might grow strong. Telling her that he wouldn't be
gone for long, he padded stealthily away, followed by the dog, and faded
out of sight among the shadows.

They found the hyena in an open space which the elephant had been
clearing the day before. He was seated on his hind legs, gazing up
at the moon with his fine warm coat all bristly, scoffing and scoffing.
He was far too busy with his ill-natured merriment to hear them coming.
In a flash the dog had him by the throat, holding him while the man
robbed him of his clothing. When they had stripped him of everything,
even of his bushy tail, they let him go and he fled naked, howling the
alarm through the forest. By the time they got back to the Woman all the
underbrush was stirring. From every part of the wilderness, in twos and