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She
was
an
orphan
.
We
never
saw
her
with
any
one
,
and
there
was
no
telling
how
long
she
had
lived
alone
in
the
world
.
She
must
have
learned
early
in
her
helpless
childhood
that
safety
lay
only
in
flight
She
was
very
wise
and
very
discreet
.
It
became
a
sort
of
game
with
Lop
-
Ear
and
me
to
try
to
find
where
she
lived
.
It
was
certain
that
she
had
a
tree
-
shelter
somewhere
,
and
not
very
far
away
;
but
trail
her
as
we
would
,
we
could
never
find
it
.
She
was
willing
enough
to
join
with
us
at
play
in
the
day
-
time
,
but
the
secret
of
her
abiding
-
place
she
guarded
jealously
.
It
must
be
remembered
that
the
description
I
have
just
given
of
the
Swift
One
is
not
the
description
that
would
have
been
given
by
Big
-
Tooth
,
my
other
self
of
my
dreams
,
my
prehistoric
ancestor
.
It
is
by
the
medium
of
my
dreams
that
I
,
the
modern
man
,
look
through
the
eyes
of
Big
-
Tooth
and
see
.
And
so
it
is
with
much
that
I
narrate
of
the
events
of
that
far
-
off
time
.
There
is
a
duality
about
my
impressions
that
is
too
confusing
to
inflict
upon
my
readers
.
I
shall
merely
pause
here
in
my
narrative
to
indicate
this
duality
,
this
perplexing
mixing
of
personality
.
It
is
I
,
the
modern
,
who
look
back
across
the
centuries
and
weigh
and
analyze
the
emotions
and
motives
of
Big
-
Tooth
,
my
other
self
.
He
did
not
bother
to
weigh
and
analyze
.
He
was
simplicity
itself
.
He
just
lived
events
,
without
ever
pondering
why
he
lived
them
in
his
particular
and
often
erratic
way
.
As
I
,
my
real
self
,
grew
older
,
I
entered
more
and
more
into
the
substance
of
my
dreams
.
One
may
dream
,
and
even
in
the
midst
of
the
dream
be
aware
that
he
is
dreaming
,
and
if
the
dream
be
bad
,
comfort
himself
with
the
thought
that
it
is
only
a
dream
.
This
is
a
common
experience
with
all
of
us
.
And
so
it
was
that
I
,
the
modern
,
often
entered
into
my
dreaming
,
and
in
the
consequent
strange
dual
personality
was
both
actor
and
spectator
.
And
right
often
have
I
,
the
modern
,
been
perturbed
and
vexed
by
the
foolishness
,
illogic
,
obtuseness
,
and
general
all
-
round
stupendous
stupidity
of
myself
,
the
primitive
.
And
one
thing
more
,
before
I
end
this
digression
.
Have
you
ever
dreamed
that
you
dreamed
?
Dogs
dream
,
horses
dream
,
all
animals
dream
.
In
Big
-
Tooth
’
s
day
the
half
-
men
dreamed
,
and
when
the
dreams
were
bad
they
howled
in
their
sleep
.
Now
I
,
the
modern
,
have
lain
down
with
Big
-
Tooth
and
dreamed
his
dreams
.
This
is
getting
almost
beyond
the
grip
of
the
intellect
,
I
know
;
but
I
do
know
that
I
have
done
this
thing
.
And
let
me
tell
you
that
the
flying
and
crawling
dreams
of
Big
-
Tooth
were
as
vivid
to
him
as
the
falling
-
through
-
space
dream
is
to
you
.
For
Big
-
Tooth
also
had
an
other
-
self
,
and
when
he
slept
that
other
-
self
dreamed
back
into
the
past
,
back
to
the
winged
reptiles
and
the
clash
and
the
onset
of
dragons
,
and
beyond
that
to
the
scurrying
,
rodent
-
like
life
of
the
tiny
mammals
,
and
far
remoter
still
,
to
the
shore
-
slime
of
the
primeval
sea
.
I
cannot
,
I
dare
not
,
say
more
.
It
is
all
too
vague
and
complicated
and
awful
.
I
can
only
hint
of
those
vast
and
terrific
vistas
through
which
I
have
peered
hazily
at
the
progression
of
life
,
not
upward
from
the
ape
to
man
,
but
upward
from
the
worm
.
And
now
to
return
to
my
tale
.
I
,
Big
-
Tooth
,
knew
not
the
Swift
One
as
a
creature
of
finer
facial
and
bodily
symmetry
,
with
long
-
lashed
eyes
and
a
bridge
to
her
nose
and
down
-
opening
nostrils
that
made
toward
beauty
.
I
knew
her
only
as
the
mild
-
eyed
young
female
who
made
soft
sounds
and
did
not
fight
.
I
liked
to
play
with
her
,
I
knew
not
why
,
to
seek
food
in
her
company
,
and
to
go
bird
-
nesting
with
her
.
And
I
must
confess
she
taught
me
things
about
tree
-
climbing
.
She
was
very
wise
,
very
strong
,
and
no
clinging
skirts
impeded
her
movements
.
