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We
had
little
time
to
mark
,
for
we
Sons
of
the
Mountain
,
who
were
few
,
were
in
flight
before
the
Sons
of
the
Snub-Nose
,
who
were
many
.
We
called
them
the
Noseless
,
and
they
called
themselves
the
Sons
of
the
Eagle
.
But
they
were
many
,
and
we
fled
before
them
with
our
shorthorn
cattle
,
our
goats
,
and
our
barleyseed
,
our
women
and
children
.
While
the
Snub-Noses
slew
our
youths
at
the
rear
,
we
slew
at
our
fore
the
folk
of
the
valley
who
opposed
us
and
were
weak
.
The
village
was
mud-built
and
grass-thatched
;
the
encircling
wall
was
of
mud
,
but
quite
tall
.
And
when
we
had
slain
the
people
who
had
built
the
wall
,
and
sheltered
within
it
our
herds
and
our
women
and
children
,
we
stood
on
the
wall
and
shouted
insult
to
the
Snub-Noses
.
For
we
had
found
the
mud
granaries
filled
with
rice
and
millet
.
Our
cattle
could
eat
the
thatches
.
And
the
time
of
the
rains
was
at
hand
,
so
that
we
should
not
want
for
water
.
It
was
a
long
siege
.
Near
to
the
beginning
,
we
gathered
together
the
women
,
and
elders
,
and
children
we
had
not
slain
,
and
forced
them
out
through
the
wall
they
had
builded
.
But
the
Snub-Noses
slew
them
to
the
last
one
,
so
that
there
was
more
food
in
the
village
for
us
,
more
food
in
the
valley
for
the
Snub-Noses
.
It
was
a
weary
long
siege
.
Sickness
smote
us
,
and
we
died
of
the
plague
that
arose
from
our
buried
ones
.
We
emptied
the
mud-granaries
of
their
rice
and
millet
.
Our
goats
and
shorthorns
ate
the
thatch
of
the
houses
,
and
we
,
ere
the
end
,
ate
the
goats
and
the
shorthorns
.
Where
there
had
been
five
men
of
us
on
the
wall
,
there
came
a
time
when
there
was
one
;
where
there
had
been
half
a
thousand
babes
and
younglings
of
ours
,
there
were
none
.
It
was
Nuhila
,
my
woman
,
who
cut
off
her
hair
and
twisted
it
that
I
might
have
a
strong
string
for
my
bow
.
The
other
women
did
likewise
,
and
when
the
wall
was
attacked
,
stood
shoulder
to
shoulder
with
us
,
in
the
midst
of
our
spears
and
arrows
raining
down
potsherds
and
cobblestones
on
the
heads
of
the
Snub-Noses
.
Even
the
patient
Snub-Noses
we
well-nigh
out-patienced
.
Came
a
time
when
of
ten
men
of
us
,
but
one
was
alive
on
the
wall
,
and
of
our
women
remained
very
few
,
and
the
Snub-Noses
held
parley
.
They
told
us
we
were
a
strong
breed
,
and
that
our
women
were
men-mothers
,
and
that
if
we
would
let
them
have
our
women
they
would
leave
us
alone
in
the
valley
to
possess
for
ourselves
and
that
we
could
get
women
from
the
valleys
to
the
south
.
And
Nuhila
said
no
.
And
the
other
women
said
no
.
And
we
sneered
at
the
Snub-Noses
and
asked
if
they
were
weary
of
fighting
.
And
we
were
as
dead
men
then
,
as
we
sneered
at
our
enemies
,
and
there
was
little
fight
left
in
us
we
were
so
weak
.
One
more
attack
on
the
wall
would
end
us
.
We
knew
it
.
Our
women
knew
it
.
And
Nuhila
said
that
we
could
end
it
first
and
outwit
the
Snub-Noses
.
And
all
our
women
agreed
.
And
while
the
Snub-Noses
prepared
for
the
attack
that
would
be
final
,
there
,
on
the
wall
,
we
slew
our
women
.
Nuhila
loved
me
,
and
leaned
to
meet
the
thrust
of
my
sword
,
there
on
the
wall
.
And
we
men
,
in
the
love
of
tribehood
and
tribesmen
,
slew
one
another
till
remained
only
Horda
and
I
alive
in
the
red
of
the
slaughter
.
And
Horda
was
my
elder
,
and
I
leaned
to
his
thrust
.
But
not
at
once
did
I
die
.
I
was
the
last
of
the
Sons
of
the
Mountain
,
for
I
saw
Horda
,
himself
fall
on
his
blade
and
pass
quickly
.
And
dying
with
the
shouts
of
the
oncoming
Snub-Noses
growing
dim
in
my
ears
,
I
was
glad
that
the
Snub-Noses
would
have
no
sons
of
us
to
bring
up
by
our
women
.
I
do
not
know
when
this
time
was
when
I
was
a
Son
of
the
Mountain
and
when
we
died
in
the
narrow
valley
where
we
had
slain
the
Sons
of
the
Rice
and
the
Millet
.
I
do
not
know
,
save
that
it
was
centuries
before
the
wide-spreading
drift
of
all
us
Sons
of
the
Mountain
fetched
into
India
,
and
that
it
was
long
before
ever
I
was
an
Aryan
master
in
Old
Egypt
building
my
two
burial
places
and
defacing
the
tombs
of
kings
before
me
.
