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When Wolf and Old Fox arrived home, there was an enormous parcel waiting for Wolf. It had only just been delivered, carried by the London train, and Babcia and Pine Marten rushed to tell them as soon as they came in, cold-nosed and bright eyed from their walk. Wolf was so excited he had a funny turn and started racing around and panicking and had to be calmed with some cocoa. When he'd recovered, they opened the box. Inside was an equally enormous wicker hamper, filled with straw and marvellous things hidden inside like monk's gold hidden in hay stacks. Wolf took each treasure out very carefully, with trembling paws and laid them on the rug in the parlour, so eventually there was a long serpentine row of wonders. And what wonders they were! A Christmas cake, jewelled with marzipan holly and a chocolate cake, decorated with a march of miniature polar bears and a scatter of gold like the Arctic sky. A fancy silk box of chocolate oak leaves. A whole Leicestershire stilton. A great dark plum pudding, rich with French brandy. Jars of thyme honey from Mount Hymettus, the colour of Levantine copper. A warm scarf knitted in the softest silvery wool. Crystallised figs and apricots and medlars. Walnut crackers - three boxes deftly decorated with festively-dressed rabbits playing trumpets and harpsichords and violas. King's Blend tea made for Edward VII and Consort Coffee made for Prince Albert. And Wolf's favourite treat of all, a gold-rimmed cup painted with a handsome wolf holding a fluttering banner which read "Happiest of Birthdays to You!". But who is it from? asked everyone. There was no accompanying card, no indication of origin of any kind. "A best person," said Wolf, "that's who. A best person of all." And with that, he put on his scarf and opened the chocolate leaves, making sure Pine Marten had first choice.