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 subside.

u We cannot reach the bed-rock again till far into the next year. What will you do ?"

u May I stay with you ? "

The strong man reached me his two hands u As long as I live and you live, my little one, and there is a blanket to my name we will sleep under it together.

u We will leave this camp. I have hated it from the first. I have grown old here in a year. I cannot breathe in this narrow canon with its great walls against the clouds. We will go."