"But the little fire just laughed and leaped higher and higher.
"So he took a real deep breath this time, till he filled all his chest, and it stuck way out like the strong man's in the circus.
"Whurrrrrrooooooooooooooo!!!! he roared, but the little flames just danced in the air, as bright and as merry as could be.
"The more he blew the bigger grew the fire, and the sooner the people had their suppers.
"Then for years and years the old Giant stamped up and down the Earth, trying to put out those little pieces of the Sun. And he couldn't do it at all. Like their father, the Sun, the little fires just laughed at him.
"At last Northwind said to himself, said he: "'I know what I'll do, I'll get me some big grey wolves to put out those fires.'
"So a-hunting he went, up into the biggest forests of the world, so dark that people called them 'the Forests of Night.' And they were full of fierce grey wolves.
"With his strong hands he caught a hundred wolves and drove them back to his cave.
"Then one dark night when the people were sitting around their fires, so cozy and nice, he untied the wolves and roared out:
"'Wolves, put out those fires!'