I gazed upon him, then became aware
Of some one coming hastily in wrath,
Reminding his twin-brother—"We're the pair
Chosen to play the North.
"Do hurry up, our foes await us there;
The stem, black-bearded form, the referee,
Ejaculating, as he tears his hair,
'Where can the players be?'"
Then seized his arm, and drew him from the spot.
I, feeling tired and thirsty, strolled away;