There are snowdrifts in the snowy forest, it is freezing cold, but hunters have to go out. “František, what sort of gloves are you wearing?”
“I bought a pair of winter gloves for temperatures of up to minus twenty degrees according to an advert, but still they’re good for nothing. Don’t tell me your knitted gloves can keep you warm.”
“Well, you’d be surprised. These are no ordinary knitted gloves, Vašek. They are made of pure wool. They’re beautifully strong and, in addition, they can keep their shape exactly according to my hand. So I won’t even lend them to you, but I’ll tell you where to buy them, and you won’t regret it.”