Chapter 7
"Then my soul rose to the height of Doom, and I intended all
that might happen to me, and agreed to it.
"'To-morrow,' I said, 'I will go out among ye, and I will die,'
and at that the wolves howled joyfully, hungrily, impatiently.
"I slept, and I saw myself changing into a boar in dream, and I
felt in dream the beating of a new heart within me, and in dream I
stretched my powerful neck and braced my eager limbs. I awoke from
my dream, and I was that which I had dreamed.
"The night wore away, the darkness lifted, the day came; and
from without the cave the wolves called to me: "'Come out, O Skinny
Stag. Come out and die.'
"And I, with joyful heart, thrust a black bristle through the
hole of the cave, and when they saw that wriggling snout, those
curving tusks, that r
