Ο Αγαθούλης καταμουσκεμένος, εσύρθηκε την άλλη μέρα προς την γειτονική πόλη Βαλντμπεργ-κοφφ-τραρμπει-ντικντόρφφ, απένταρος, πεθαμένος από πείνα και κούραση.
The snow fell in great flakes, and, in the morning when he awoke, he was almost frozen to death; however, he made shift to crawl to the next town, which was called Wald-berghoff-trarbkdikdorff, without a penny in his pocket, and half dead with hunger and fatigue.