While Sharpeyes was talking he seemed to be hopeful.
But now his head fell, and he seemed unwilling to speak.
Strongarm urged him to go on.
At length he continued the story, but his voice was filled with sadness.
He told how the first few days of their journey everything went well.
They stopped for nothing but food and sleep, for they were anxious to get home.
No animal disturbed them on their way as long as they had fire.
But one day the sky grew dark.
A heavy rainstorm beat down upon them and put out the fire they carried.