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• 1our tents. They were very civil, and offered us a house;
• 2but the measurements of the night remained the same. There
• 3He always said the same things, but it was the cry for
• 4be tolerated; but for a prolonged and inquisitive stay—No!
• 5golden dragon. Max pulled the keys from his pocket, and
• 6of wood to last till bedtime. Willow bushes drop no branches,
• 7to the noises of the night round us, and talking happily
• 8instead of immediately collecting sticks, I made my way
• 9the sailors bought with a stick of tobacco, of the value
• 10was an exhilarating operation, and the terror of the night
• 11The flood, indeed, had no terrors for us; we could get
• 12and incidents of our first camps in the Black Forest, or
• 13in water. He just managed to get in under the sluice gate
• 14our very bones, and silence seemed natural, for after a
• 15in me the curious and unwelcome suggestion that we had
• 16I plunged in from the point of the island, which had indeed
• 17At certain seasons they catch also, in “corrales,”
• 18was gesticulating and making signs at us. His voice came
• 19over, beautifully scraped, as though someone had sand-papered
• 20to cause alarm. This deep, prolonged disturbance in my
• 21often among the blooms beneath the great moon—the black-haired,
• 22and an early bed was the obvious program. Yet neither of
• 23River still rising, he cried, pointing to the flood in
• 24them to be not human at all. Certainly they were not merely
• 25our tents. They were very civil, and offered us a house;
• 26At first the water would have made the wood swell so as
• 27to leave posthaste, and had changed his mind. Enough to
• 28bit the sound of our voices became a trifle unreal and
• 29the moving ray. Inhaling sibilantly, Max leaped after her.
• 30nervously wide awake as though I had not slept at all.
• 31really effective, I crept back silently into the tent and
• 32tireless wind; and, one and all, each in its own way, stirred
• 33a pound of sugar or an ordinary knife. No individual possessed
• 34the willows connected themselves subtly with my malaise,
• 35from human influence, on the frontier of another world,
• 36boat, steering with a long oar, and being carried down
• 37in water. He just managed to get in under the sluice gate
• 38he was so positive the other way. How had the change come
• 39sun, and on this burning sand, I was aware of a freezing
• 40laughed my companion. These Hungarians believe in all
• 41in an iron sluice gate. The Eurasian had passed it, but
• 42wind, no doubt, was responsible for these miniature craters,
• 43and it scared him, that's all. The Swede's tone of voice
• 44them to be not human at all. Certainly they were not merely
• 45in an iron sluice gate. The Eurasian had passed it, but
• 46that the hole went through. Had we launched out in her
• 47inhabited. And it was utterly alien to the world I knew,
• 48moonlight, and then burying my head as deeply as possible
• 49to have a good idea of time, was employed to strike the
• 50thought into words, and I remember my friend's reply struck