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They
were
very
angry
.
There
was
an
opening
into
the
trunk
close
to
the
ground
.
They
gathered
wood
and
grass
and
built
a
fire
.
The
Swift
One
and
I
,
our
arms
around
each
other
,
waited
and
watched
in
the
thicket
.
Sometimes
they
threw
upon
the
fire
green
branches
with
many
leaves
,
whereupon
the
smoke
became
very
thick
.
We
saw
them
suddenly
swerve
back
from
the
tree
.
They
were
not
quick
enough
.
Red
-
Eye
’
s
flying
body
landed
in
the
midst
of
them
.
He
was
in
a
frightful
rage
,
smashing
about
with
his
long
arms
right
and
left
.
He
pulled
the
face
off
one
of
them
,
literally
pulled
it
off
with
those
gnarly
fingers
of
his
and
those
tremendous
muscles
.
He
bit
another
through
the
neck
.
The
Fire
-
Men
fell
back
with
wild
fierce
yells
,
then
rushed
upon
him
.
He
managed
to
get
hold
of
a
club
and
began
crushing
heads
like
eggshells
.
He
was
too
much
for
them
,
and
they
were
compelled
to
fall
back
again
.
This
was
his
chance
,
and
he
turned
his
back
upon
them
and
ran
for
it
,
still
howling
wrathfully
.
A
few
arrows
sped
after
him
,
but
he
plunged
into
a
thicket
and
was
gone
.
The
Swift
One
and
I
crept
quietly
away
,
only
to
run
foul
of
another
party
of
Fire
-
Men
.
They
chased
us
into
the
blueberry
swamp
,
but
we
knew
the
tree
-
paths
across
the
farther
morasses
where
they
could
not
follow
on
the
ground
,
and
so
we
escaped
.
We
came
out
on
the
other
side
into
a
narrow
strip
of
forest
that
separated
the
blueberry
swamp
from
the
great
swamp
that
extended
westward
.
Here
we
met
Lop
-
Ear
.
How
he
had
escaped
I
cannot
imagine
,
unless
he
had
not
slept
the
preceding
night
at
the
caves
.
Here
,
in
the
strip
of
forest
,
we
might
have
built
tree
-
shelters
and
settled
down
;
but
the
Fire
People
were
performing
their
work
of
extermination
thoroughly
.
In
the
afternoon
,
Hair
-
Face
and
his
wife
fled
out
from
among
the
trees
to
the
east
,
passed
us
,
and
were
gone
.
They
fled
silently
and
swiftly
,
with
alarm
in
their
faces
In
the
direction
from
which
they
had
come
we
heard
the
cries
and
yells
of
the
hunters
,
and
the
screeching
of
some
one
of
the
Folk
.
The
Fire
People
had
found
their
way
across
the
swamp
.
The
Swift
One
,
Lop
-
Ear
,
and
I
followed
on
the
heels
of
Hair
-
Face
and
his
wife
.
When
we
came
to
the
edge
of
the
great
swamp
,
we
stopped
.
We
did
not
know
its
paths
.
It
was
outside
our
territory
,
and
it
had
been
always
avoided
by
the
Folk
.
None
had
ever
gone
into
it
—
at
least
,
to
return
.
In
our
minds
it
represented
mystery
and
fear
,
the
terrible
unknown
.
As
I
say
,
we
stopped
at
the
edge
of
it
.
We
were
afraid
.
The
cries
of
the
Fire
-
Men
were
drawing
nearer
.
We
looked
at
one
another
.
Hair
-
Face
ran
out
on
the
quaking
morass
and
gained
the
firmer
footing
of
a
grass
-
hummock
a
dozen
yards
away
.
His
wife
did
not
follow
.
She
tried
to
,
but
shrank
back
from
the
treacherous
surface
and
cowered
down
.
The
Swift
One
did
not
wait
for
me
,
nor
did
she
pause
till
she
had
passed
beyond
Hair
-
Face
a
hundred
yards
and
gained
a
much
larger
hummock
.
By
the
time
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
had
caught
up
with
her
,
the
Fire
-
Men
appeared
among
the
trees
.
Hair
-
Face
’
s
wife
,
driven
by
them
into
panic
terror
,
dashed
after
us
.
But
she
ran
blindly
,
without
caution
,
and
broke
through
the
crust
.
We
turned
and
watched
,
and
saw
them
shoot
her
with
arrows
as
she
sank
down
in
the
mud
.
The
arrows
began
falling
about
us
.
Hair
-
Face
had
now
joined
us
,
and
the
four
of
us
plunged
on
,
we
knew
not
whither
,
deeper
and
deeper
into
the
swamp
.
Of
our
wanderings
in
the
great
swamp
I
have
no
clear
knowledge
.
When
I
strive
to
remember
,
I
have
a
riot
of
unrelated
impressions
and
a
loss
of
time
-
value
.
I
have
no
idea
of
how
long
we
were
in
that
vast
everglade
,
but
it
must
have
been
for
weeks
.
My
memories
of
what
occurred
invariably
take
the
form
of
nightmare
.
For
untold
ages
,
oppressed
by
protean
fear
,
I
am
aware
of
wandering
,
endlessly
wandering
,
through
a
dank
and
soggy
wilderness
,
where
poisonous
snakes
struck
at
us
,
and
animals
roared
around
us
,
and
the
mud
quaked
under
us
and
sucked
at
our
heels
.
