This it is which collects so many folks on the road of royal processions.
Ursus and Homo went about from cross-road to cross-road, from the High Street of Aberystwith to the High Street of Jedburgh, from country-side to country-side, from shire to shire, from town to town.

One market exhausted, they went on to another.

Ursus lived in a small van upon wheels, which Homo was civilized enough to draw by day and guard by night.

On bad roads, up hills, and where there were too many ruts, or there was too much mud, the man buckled the trace round his neck and pulled fraternally, side by side with the wolf.

They had thus grown old together.