He used his brother’s knife again — but then he lost it. What he did is anyone’s guess. Those boys caught five hares and a raven. What will they do next? Remember, human beings are mortal. How did they learn to kill? His sleep is the image of death — but will he smile in death? The streets in this town are dirty — and the rain only adds to the stench. The eyes of that girl are so blue — I tell you, she’s our witness.