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The
fighting
had
now
become
intermittent
.
It
was
a
sort
of
deadlock
.
We
were
in
the
caves
,
and
the
question
with
the
Fire
People
was
how
to
get
us
out
.
They
did
not
dare
come
in
after
us
,
and
in
general
we
would
not
expose
ourselves
to
their
arrows
.
Occasionally
,
when
one
of
them
drew
in
close
to
the
base
of
the
cliff
,
one
or
another
of
the
Folk
would
smash
a
rock
down
.
In
return
,
he
would
be
transfixed
by
half
a
dozen
arrows
.
This
ruse
worked
well
for
some
time
,
but
finally
the
Folk
no
longer
were
inveigled
into
showing
themselves
.
The
deadlock
was
complete
.
Behind
the
Fire
People
I
could
see
the
little
wizened
old
hunter
directing
it
all
.
They
obeyed
him
,
and
went
here
and
there
at
his
commands
.
Some
of
them
went
into
the
forest
and
returned
with
loads
of
dry
wood
,
leaves
,
and
grass
.
All
the
Fire
People
drew
in
closer
.
While
most
of
them
stood
by
with
bows
and
arrows
,
ready
to
shoot
any
of
the
Folk
that
exposed
themselves
,
several
of
the
Fire
-
Men
heaped
the
dry
grass
and
wood
at
the
mouths
of
the
lower
tier
of
caves
.
Out
of
these
heaps
they
conjured
the
monster
we
feared
—
FIRE
.
At
first
,
wisps
of
smoke
arose
and
curled
up
the
cliff
.
Then
I
could
see
the
red
-
tongued
flames
darting
in
and
out
through
the
wood
like
tiny
snakes
.
The
smoke
grew
thicker
and
thicker
,
at
times
shrouding
the
whole
face
of
the
cliff
.
But
I
was
high
up
and
it
did
not
bother
me
much
,
though
it
stung
my
eyes
and
I
rubbed
them
with
my
knuckles
.
Old
Marrow
-
Bone
was
the
first
to
be
smoked
out
.
A
light
fan
of
air
drifted
the
smoke
away
at
the
time
so
that
I
saw
clearly
.
He
broke
out
through
the
smoke
,
stepping
on
a
burning
coal
and
screaming
with
the
sudden
hurt
of
it
,
and
essayed
to
climb
up
the
cliff
.
The
arrows
showered
about
him
.
He
came
to
a
pause
on
a
ledge
,
clutching
a
knob
of
rock
for
support
,
gasping
and
sneezing
and
shaking
his
head
.
He
swayed
back
and
forth
.
The
feathered
ends
of
a
dozen
arrows
were
sticking
out
of
him
.
He
was
an
old
man
,
and
he
did
not
want
to
die
.
He
swayed
wider
and
wider
,
his
knees
giving
under
him
,
and
as
he
swayed
he
wailed
most
plaintively
.
His
hand
released
its
grip
and
he
lurched
outward
to
the
fall
.
His
old
bones
must
have
been
sadly
broken
.
He
groaned
and
strove
feebly
to
rise
,
but
a
Fire
-
Man
rushed
in
upon
him
and
brained
him
with
a
club
.
And
as
it
happened
with
Marrow
-
Bone
,
so
it
happened
with
many
of
the
Folk
.
Unable
to
endure
the
smoke
-
suffocation
,
they
rushed
out
to
fall
beneath
the
arrows
.
Some
of
the
women
and
children
remained
in
the
caves
to
strangle
to
death
,
but
the
majority
met
death
outside
.
When
the
Fire
-
Men
had
in
this
fashion
cleared
the
first
tier
of
caves
,
they
began
making
arrangements
to
duplicate
the
operation
on
the
second
tier
of
caves
.
It
was
while
they
were
climbing
up
with
their
grass
and
wood
,
that
Red
-
Eye
,
followed
by
his
wife
,
with
the
baby
holding
to
her
tightly
,
made
a
successful
flight
up
the
cliff
.
The
Fire
-
Men
must
have
concluded
that
in
the
interval
between
the
smoking
-
out
operations
we
would
remain
in
our
caves
;
so
that
they
were
unprepared
,
and
their
arrows
did
not
begin
to
fly
till
Red
-
Eye
and
his
wife
were
well
up
the
wall
.
When
he
reached
the
top
,
he
turned
about
and
glared
down
at
them
,
roaring
and
beating
his
chest
.
They
arched
their
arrows
at
him
,
and
though
he
was
untouched
he
fled
on
.
I
watched
a
third
tier
smoked
out
,
and
a
fourth
.
A
few
of
the
Folk
escaped
up
the
cliff
,
but
most
of
them
were
shot
off
the
face
of
it
as
they
strove
to
climb
.
I
remember
Long
-
Lip
.
He
got
as
far
as
my
ledge
,
crying
piteously
,
an
arrow
clear
through
his
chest
,
the
feathered
shaft
sticking
out
behind
,
the
bone
head
sticking
out
before
,
shot
through
the
back
as
he
climbed
.
He
sank
down
on
my
ledge
bleeding
profusely
at
the
mouth
.
It
was
about
this
time
that
the
upper
tiers
seemed
to
empty
themselves
spontaneously
.
Nearly
all
the
Folk
not
yet
smoked
out
stampeded
up
the
cliff
at
the
same
time
.
This
was
the
saving
of
many
.
The
Fire
People
could
not
shoot
arrows
fast
enough
.
They
filled
the
air
with
arrows
,
and
scores
of
the
stricken
Folk
came
tumbling
down
;
but
still
there
were
a
few
who
reached
the
top
and
got
away
.
