"I know how," said Coyote. "I will kill you with fire."
"Where is the wood?" asked Hare, for he knew there was no wood at his
house.
"I will bring grass," said Coyote, "and set fire to it. The fire will
enter your house and kill you."
"Oh," said Hare, "but the grass is mine. It is my food; it will not kill
me. It is my friend. The grass will not kill me."
"Then," said Coyote, "I will bring all the trees of the wood and set
fire to them."
"All the trees know me," said Hare. "They are my friends. They will not
kill me. They are my food." Coyote thought a minute. Then he said, "I
will bring the gum of the pinon and set fire to that."