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Not
alone
did
Red
-
Eye
murder
his
wives
,
but
he
also
murdered
for
his
wives
,
in
order
to
get
them
.
When
he
wanted
a
new
wife
and
selected
the
wife
of
another
man
,
he
promptly
killed
that
man
.
Two
of
these
murders
I
saw
myself
.
The
whole
horde
knew
,
but
could
do
nothing
.
We
had
not
yet
developed
any
government
,
to
speak
of
,
inside
the
horde
.
We
had
certain
customs
and
visited
our
wrath
upon
the
unlucky
ones
who
violated
those
customs
.
Thus
,
for
example
,
the
individual
who
defiled
a
drinking
-
place
would
be
attacked
by
every
onlooker
,
while
one
who
deliberately
gave
a
false
alarm
was
the
recipient
of
much
rough
usage
at
our
hands
.
But
Red
-
Eye
walked
rough
-
shod
over
all
our
customs
,
and
we
so
feared
him
that
we
were
incapable
of
the
collective
action
necessary
to
punish
him
.
It
was
during
the
sixth
winter
in
our
cave
that
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
discovered
that
we
were
really
growing
up
.
From
the
first
it
had
been
a
squeeze
to
get
in
through
the
entrance
-
crevice
.
This
had
had
its
advantages
,
however
.
It
had
prevented
the
larger
Folk
from
taking
our
cave
away
from
us
.
And
it
was
a
most
desirable
cave
,
the
highest
on
the
bluff
,
the
safest
,
and
in
winter
the
smallest
and
warmest
.
To
show
the
stage
of
the
mental
development
of
the
Folk
,
I
may
state
that
it
would
have
been
a
simple
thing
for
some
of
them
to
have
driven
us
out
and
enlarged
the
crevice
-
opening
.
But
they
never
thought
of
it
.
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
did
not
think
of
it
either
until
our
increasing
size
compelled
us
to
make
an
enlargement
.
This
occurred
when
summer
was
well
along
and
we
were
fat
with
better
forage
.
We
worked
at
the
crevice
in
spells
,
when
the
fancy
struck
us
.
At
first
we
dug
the
crumbling
rocks
away
with
our
fingers
,
until
our
nails
got
sore
,
when
I
accidentally
stumbled
upon
the
idea
of
using
a
piece
of
wood
on
the
rock
.
This
worked
well
.
Also
it
worked
woe
.
One
morning
early
,
we
had
scratched
out
of
the
wall
quite
a
heap
of
fragments
.
I
gave
the
heap
a
shove
over
the
lip
of
the
entrance
.
The
next
moment
there
came
up
from
below
a
howl
of
rage
.
There
was
no
need
to
look
.
We
knew
the
voice
only
too
well
.
The
rubbish
had
descended
upon
Red
-
Eye
.
We
crouched
down
in
the
cave
in
consternation
.
A
minute
later
he
was
at
the
entrance
,
peering
in
at
us
with
his
inflamed
eyes
and
raging
like
a
demon
.
But
he
was
too
large
.
He
could
not
get
in
to
us
.
Suddenly
he
went
away
.
This
was
suspicious
.
By
all
we
knew
of
Folk
nature
he
should
have
remained
and
had
out
his
rage
.
I
crept
to
the
entrance
and
peeped
down
.
I
could
see
him
just
beginning
to
mount
the
bluff
again
.
In
one
hand
he
carried
a
long
stick
.
Before
I
could
divine
his
plan
,
he
was
back
at
the
entrance
and
savagely
jabbing
the
stick
in
at
us
.
His
thrusts
were
prodigious
.
They
could
have
disembowelled
us
.
We
shrank
back
against
the
side
-
walls
,
where
we
were
almost
out
of
range
.
But
by
industrious
poking
he
got
us
now
and
again
—
cruel
,
scraping
jabs
with
the
end
of
the
stick
that
raked
off
the
hide
and
hair
.
When
we
screamed
with
the
hurt
,
he
roared
his
satisfaction
and
jabbed
the
harder
.
I
began
to
grow
angry
.
I
had
a
temper
of
my
own
in
those
days
,
and
pretty
considerable
courage
,
too
,
albeit
it
was
largely
the
courage
of
the
cornered
rat
.
I
caught
hold
of
the
stick
with
my
hands
,
but
such
was
his
strength
that
he
jerked
me
into
the
crevice
.
He
reached
for
me
with
his
long
arm
,
and
his
nails
tore
my
flesh
as
I
leaped
back
from
the
clutch
and
gained
the
comparative
safety
of
the
side
-
wall
.
He
began
poking
again
,
and
caught
me
a
painful
blow
on
the
shoulder
.
Beyond
shivering
with
fright
and
yelling
when
he
was
hit
,
Lop
-
Ear
did
nothing
.
I
looked
for
a
stick
with
which
to
jab
back
,
but
found
only
the
end
of
a
branch
,
an
inch
through
and
a
foot
long
.
I
threw
this
at
Red
-
Eye
.
It
did
no
damage
,
though
he
howled
with
a
sudden
increase
of
rage
at
my
daring
to
strike
back
.
He
began
jabbing
furiously
.
