It is something after this fashion, is it not ?" (He smiled.) "In certain valleys there was a hunter." (He touched the grotesque little figure at the bottom.) "Day by day he went to hunt for wild-fowl in the woods; and it chanced that once he stood on the shores of a large lake.

While he stood waiting in the rushes for the coming of the birds, a great shadow fell on him, and in the water he saw a reflection.

He looked up to the sky; but the thing was gone.

Then a burning desire came over him to see once again that reflection in the water, and all day he watched and waited; but night came and it had not returned.

Then he went home with his empty bag, moody and silent.