He ran over sticks , stones and ditches ; he lost drum-sticks , sabre , bow , and air-pistol , and in his terrible hurry he tripped over a tuft of grass . There he lay , and the wolf jumped on to him ... It was a gruesome tale ! Now you may well believe that it was all over with Walter and all his adventures . That would have been a pity . But do not be surprised if it was not quite so bad as that , for the wolf was quite a friendly one . He certainly jumped on to Walter , but he only shook his coat and rubbed his nose against his face ; and Walter shrieked . Yes , he shrieked terribly ! Happily Jonas heard his cry of distress , for Walter was quite near the mill now , and he ran and helped him up . ` What has happened ? ' he asked . ` Why did Walter scream so terribly ? ' ' A wolf ! A wolf ! ' cried Walter , and that was all he could say . ` Where is the wolf ? ' said Jonas . ' I do n't see any wolf . ' ` Take care , he is here , he has bitten me to death , ' groaned Walter . Then Jonas began to laugh ; yes , he laughed so that he nearly burst his skin belt . Well , well , was that the wolf ?
Was that the wolf which XXXXX was to take by the neck and shake and throw down on its back , no matter how much it struggled ?
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