1 The wolves were coming together.
2 Nothing seemed to check the wolves.
3 'It's wolves, Jimmy,' Antonia whispered.
4 'He is scared of the wolves,' Antonia whispered to me.
5 Three big wolves got abreast of the horses, and the horses went crazy.
6 The occupants rolled out over the snow, and the fleetest of the wolves sprang upon them.
7 The wolves ran like streaks of shadow; they looked no bigger than dogs, but there were hundreds of them.
8 The wolves were bad that winter, and everyone knew it, yet when they heard the first wolf-cry, the drivers were not much alarmed.
9 The black ground-shadows were already crowding over the heap in the road, and one horse ran out across the fields, his harness hanging to him, wolves at his heels.
10 They went away to strange towns, but when people learned where they came from, they were always asked if they knew the two men who had fed the bride to the wolves.
11 On those bitter, starlit nights, as we sat around the old stove that fed us and warmed us and kept us cheerful, we could hear the coyotes howling down by the corrals, and their hungry, wintry cry used to remind the boys of wonderful animal stories; about grey wolves and bears in the Rockies, wildcats and panthers in the Virginia mountains.