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ache. And he was quite exhausted by the cold, and by the horrors around him. He shivered more and more and could hardly stand up. Everyone looked at him sympathetically.

Old Nettla went up to him and nudged him good-naturedly. “Don’t be so sad,” she said encouragingly, “that’s no way for a little prince to act, and besides it’s unhealthy.” She turned away so that no one should see how moved she was.

Ronno who had settled himself a little to one side in the snow suddenly sprang up. “I don’t know what it is,” he mumbled and gazed around.

Everyone grew watchful. “What is it?” they asked.

“I don’t know,” Ronno repeated. “But I’m restless. I suddenly felt restless as if something were wrong.”

Karus was snuffing the air. “I don’t smell anything strange,” he declared.

They all stood still, listening and snuffing the air. “It’s nothing, there’s absolutely nothing to smell,” they agreed one after another.

“Nevertheless,” Ronno insisted, “you can say what you like, something is wrong.”

Marena said, “The crows are calling.”