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But
he
had
learned
something
,
which
was
more
than
I
had
done
.
Later
in
the
afternoon
,
he
deliberately
launched
out
from
shore
on
the
log
.
Still
later
he
persuaded
me
to
join
him
,
and
I
,
too
,
learned
the
trick
of
paddling
.
For
the
next
several
days
we
could
not
tear
ourselves
away
from
the
slough
.
So
absorbed
were
we
in
our
new
game
that
we
almost
neglected
to
eat
.
We
even
roosted
in
a
nearby
tree
at
night
.
And
we
forgot
that
Red
-
Eye
existed
.
We
were
always
trying
new
logs
,
and
we
learned
that
the
smaller
the
log
the
faster
we
could
make
it
go
.
Also
,
we
learned
that
the
smaller
the
log
the
more
liable
it
was
to
roll
over
and
give
us
a
ducking
.
Still
another
thing
about
small
logs
we
learned
.
One
day
we
paddled
our
individual
logs
alongside
each
other
.
And
then
,
quite
by
accident
,
in
the
course
of
play
,
we
discovered
that
when
each
,
with
one
hand
and
foot
,
held
on
to
the
other
’
s
log
,
the
logs
were
steadied
and
did
not
turn
over
.
Lying
side
by
side
in
this
position
,
our
outside
hands
and
feet
were
left
free
for
paddling
.
Our
final
discovery
was
that
this
arrangement
enabled
us
to
use
still
smaller
logs
and
thereby
gain
greater
speed
.
And
there
our
discoveries
ended
.
We
had
invented
the
most
primitive
catamaran
,
and
we
did
not
have
sense
enough
to
know
it
.
It
never
entered
our
heads
to
lash
the
logs
together
with
tough
vines
or
stringy
roots
.
We
were
content
to
hold
the
logs
together
with
our
hands
and
feet
.
It
was
not
until
we
got
over
our
first
enthusiasm
for
navigation
and
had
begun
to
return
to
our
tree
-
shelter
to
sleep
at
night
,
that
we
found
the
Swift
One
.
I
saw
her
first
,
gathering
young
acorns
from
the
branches
of
a
large
oak
near
our
tree
.
She
was
very
timid
.
At
first
,
she
kept
very
still
;
but
when
she
saw
that
she
was
discovered
she
dropped
to
the
ground
and
dashed
wildly
away
.
We
caught
occasional
glimpses
of
her
from
day
to
day
,
and
came
to
look
for
her
when
we
travelled
back
and
forth
between
our
tree
and
the
mouth
of
the
slough
.
And
then
,
one
day
,
she
did
not
run
away
.
She
waited
our
coming
,
and
made
soft
peace
-
sounds
.
We
could
not
get
very
near
,
however
.
When
we
seemed
to
approach
too
close
,
she
darted
suddenly
away
and
from
a
safe
distance
uttered
the
soft
sounds
again
.
This
continued
for
some
days
.
It
took
a
long
while
to
get
acquainted
with
her
,
but
finally
it
was
accomplished
and
she
joined
us
sometimes
in
our
play
.
I
liked
her
from
the
first
.
She
was
of
most
pleasing
appearance
.
She
was
very
mild
.
Her
eyes
were
the
mildest
I
had
ever
seen
.
In
this
she
was
quite
unlike
the
rest
of
the
girls
and
women
of
the
Folk
,
who
were
born
viragos
.
She
never
made
harsh
,
angry
cries
,
and
it
seemed
to
be
her
nature
to
flee
away
from
trouble
rather
than
to
remain
and
fight
.
The
mildness
I
have
mentioned
seemed
to
emanate
from
her
whole
being
.
Her
bodily
as
well
as
facial
appearance
was
the
cause
of
this
.
Her
eyes
were
larger
than
most
of
her
kind
,
and
they
were
not
so
deep
-
set
,
while
the
lashes
were
longer
and
more
regular
.
Nor
was
her
nose
so
thick
and
squat
.
It
had
quite
a
bridge
,
and
the
nostrils
opened
downward
.
Her
incisors
were
not
large
,
nor
was
her
upper
lip
long
and
down
-
hanging
,
nor
her
lower
lip
protruding
.
She
was
not
very
hairy
,
except
on
the
outsides
of
arms
and
legs
and
across
the
shoulders
;
and
while
she
was
thin
-
hipped
,
her
calves
were
not
twisted
and
gnarly
.
I
have
often
wondered
,
looking
back
upon
her
from
the
twentieth
century
through
the
medium
of
my
dreams
,
and
it
has
always
occurred
to
me
that
possibly
she
may
have
been
related
to
the
Fire
People
.
Her
father
,
or
mother
,
might
well
have
come
from
that
higher
stock
.
While
such
things
were
not
common
,
still
they
did
occur
,
and
I
have
seen
the
proof
of
them
with
my
own
eyes
,
even
to
the
extent
of
members
of
the
horde
turning
renegade
and
going
to
live
with
the
Tree
People
.
All
of
which
is
neither
here
nor
there
.
The
Swift
One
was
radically
different
from
any
of
the
females
of
the
horde
,
and
I
had
a
liking
for
her
from
the
first
.
Her
mildness
and
gentleness
attracted
me
.
She
was
never
rough
,
and
she
never
fought
.
She
always
ran
away
,
and
right
here
may
be
noted
the
significance
of
the
naming
of
her
.
She
was
a
better
climber
than
Lop
-
Ear
or
I
.
When
we
played
tag
we
could
never
catch
her
except
by
accident
,
while
she
could
catch
us
at
will
.
She
was
remarkably
swift
in
all
her
movements
,
and
she
had
a
genius
for
judging
distances
that
was
equalled
only
by
her
daring
.
Excessively
timid
in
all
other
matters
,
she
was
without
fear
when
it
came
to
climbing
or
running
through
the
trees
,
and
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
were
awkward
and
lumbering
and
cowardly
in
comparison
.
