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The Sisters blood that I have led on my lands to water them, and this night will I close the furrow that I built from the Ghamka river. God forgive me, I will do it.”

It was in my heart to say to him: “The blood is already so deep in the lands that nothing we can do will now wash it out.” But I did not say this. I do not know how it was, but there came before me the still, sad face of my sister Marta, and it was as if she herself answered for me.

“Do now as it seems right to you,” I said to my father. “Who am I that I should judge you?”

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