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The
fire
around
which
they
sat
was
especially
attractive
.
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
sat
for
hours
,
watching
the
flames
and
smoke
.
It
was
most
fascinating
when
fresh
fuel
was
thrown
on
and
showers
of
sparks
went
flying
upward
.
I
wanted
to
come
closer
and
look
at
the
fire
,
but
there
was
no
way
.
We
were
crouching
in
the
forks
of
a
tree
on
the
edge
of
the
open
space
,
and
we
did
not
dare
run
the
risk
of
being
discovered
.
The
Fire
-
Men
squatted
around
the
fire
and
slept
with
their
heads
bowed
forward
on
their
knees
.
They
did
not
sleep
soundly
.
Their
ears
twitched
in
their
sleep
,
and
they
were
restless
.
Every
little
while
one
or
another
got
up
and
threw
more
wood
upon
the
fire
.
About
the
circle
of
light
in
the
forest
,
in
the
darkness
beyond
,
roamed
hunting
animals
.
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
could
tell
them
by
their
sounds
.
There
were
wild
dogs
and
a
hyena
,
and
for
a
time
there
was
a
great
yelping
and
snarling
that
awakened
on
the
instant
the
whole
circle
of
sleeping
Fire
-
Men
.
Once
a
lion
and
a
lioness
stood
beneath
our
tree
and
gazed
out
with
bristling
hair
and
blinking
eyes
.
The
lion
licked
his
chops
and
was
nervous
with
eagerness
,
as
if
he
wanted
to
go
forward
and
make
a
meal
.
But
the
lioness
was
more
cautious
.
It
was
she
that
discovered
us
,
and
the
pair
stood
and
looked
up
at
us
,
silently
,
with
twitching
,
scenting
nostrils
.
Then
they
growled
,
looked
once
again
at
the
fire
,
and
turned
away
into
the
forest
.
For
a
much
longer
time
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
remained
and
watched
.
Now
and
again
we
could
hear
the
crashing
of
heavy
bodies
in
the
thickets
and
underbrush
,
and
from
the
darkness
of
the
other
side
,
across
the
circle
,
we
could
see
eyes
gleaming
in
the
firelight
.
In
the
distance
we
heard
a
lion
roar
,
and
from
far
off
came
the
scream
of
some
stricken
animal
,
splashing
and
floundering
in
a
drinking
-
place
.
Also
,
from
the
river
,
came
a
great
grunting
of
rhinoceroses
.
In
the
morning
,
after
having
had
our
sleep
,
we
crept
back
to
the
fire
.
It
was
still
smouldering
,
and
the
Fire
-
Men
were
gone
.
We
made
a
circle
through
the
forest
to
make
sure
,
and
then
we
ran
to
the
fire
.
I
wanted
to
see
what
it
was
like
,
and
between
thumb
and
finger
I
picked
up
a
glowing
coal
.
My
cry
of
pain
and
fear
,
as
I
dropped
it
,
stampeded
Lop
-
Ear
into
the
trees
,
and
his
flight
frightened
me
after
him
.
The
next
time
we
came
back
more
cautiously
,
and
we
avoided
the
glowing
coals
.
We
fell
to
imitating
the
Fire
-
Men
.
We
squatted
down
by
the
fire
,
and
with
heads
bent
forward
on
our
knees
,
made
believe
to
sleep
.
Then
we
mimicked
their
speech
,
talking
to
each
other
in
their
fashion
and
making
a
great
gibberish
.
I
remembered
seeing
the
wizened
old
hunter
poke
the
fire
with
a
stick
.
I
poked
the
fire
with
a
stick
,
turning
up
masses
of
live
coals
and
clouds
of
white
ashes
.
This
was
great
sport
,
and
soon
we
were
coated
white
with
the
ashes
.
It
was
inevitable
that
we
should
imitate
the
Fire
-
Men
in
replenishing
the
fire
.
We
tried
it
first
with
small
pieces
of
wood
.
It
was
a
success
.
The
wood
flamed
up
and
crackled
,
and
we
danced
and
gibbered
with
delight
.
Then
we
began
to
throw
on
larger
pieces
of
wood
.
We
put
on
more
and
more
,
until
we
had
a
mighty
fire
.
We
dashed
excitedly
back
and
forth
,
dragging
dead
limbs
and
branches
from
out
the
forest
.
The
flames
soared
higher
and
higher
,
and
the
smoke
-
column
out
-
towered
the
trees
.
There
was
a
tremendous
snapping
and
crackling
and
roaring
.
It
was
the
most
monumental
work
we
had
ever
effected
with
our
hands
,
and
we
were
proud
of
it
.
We
,
too
,
were
Fire
-
Men
,
we
thought
,
as
we
danced
there
,
white
gnomes
in
the
conflagration
.
The
dried
grass
and
underbrush
caught
fire
,
but
we
did
not
notice
it
.
Suddenly
a
great
tree
on
the
edge
of
the
open
space
burst
into
flames
.
