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 Furthermore, we are weary, and some of us wish very much to sleep."

"You at least," said Sunrise furiously, "shall not die here, for I shall drag you down the hill by the hair of your head and with such force that you will die on the way Who follows me?"

But the people only whimpered.

Sunrise caught up a spear and brought down the handle on the nearest back.

"You shall not follow,"