The flying horses flew over Uncle Colin's village, telling the frog that it was full of people. 597
I left it empty. There were only one or two houses. Here is Uncle White's house, and next to it is the farm. His wolves used to live there.
Sayle: What do you mean? I don't understand your language. 598
Frog: It's the memories, boy. They've become monsters now.
Vizela: Who do you mean?
Frog: Your uncle and his wolves have turned into monsters.
Sayle: Where are they?
Flying horses: We don't know. Maybe they died. 599
Sayle and Vizela cried, "Uncle, where are you and where is my mother?"
Sayle: The village is full of people. Maybe my uncle is hiding there among the residents.
Frog: That's a long story. You were young. You'll understand on the way, when we reach your original village. 600
Horses: Frog, do you see that carriage next to Uncle Colin's house?
Frog: Yes, that's the carriage that took you here, Sayle.
Saylie: You mean I rode it?
Frog: Yes, and your mother is with you.
Saylie: Please let me down. I want to ride it again. 601
Flying Horses: The carriage without those wolves that used to pull it is like food without salt. 602
Frog: Horses, take it easy. They were young. Come on, get down into the carriage. Don't let the monsters see you. 603