So I have sat many and many a year, being dead in the heart of the old stone Witch, watching the moon and the sun and the stars, hearkening to the howls of the ghost-wolves as they ravened beneath me, and learning the wisdom of the old witch who
sits above in everlasting stone.
And as they came to the wood where the fox first met them, it was so cool and pleasant that the two brothers said, 'Let us
sit down by the side of the river, and rest a while, to eat and drink.' So he said,
"Why, the broadest man," said Bartle; "and then he won't take up other folks' room; and the next broadest must
sit at bottom."