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The snow continued to fall; I looked to the right and to the left to find a shelter for the night. At last we found a woodcutter's hut where we immediately lit a good fire. We began to eat our meal in front of the fireplace. We spent a terrible night in that hut because the wolves were at the door.
After our meal we noticed that Dolce and Zerbino were not there. They had left the house and evidently the wolves had carried away the poor little dogs.