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There
was
nothing
untoward
or
unusual
about
their
uncle
selling
the
twins
,
although
twins
were
considered
magical
beings
,
and
their
uncle
was
scared
of
them
,
scared
enough
that
he
did
not
tell
them
that
they
were
to
be
sold
in
case
they
harmed
his
shadow
and
killed
him
.
They
were
twelve
years
old
.
She
was
called
Wututu
,
the
messenger
bird
;
he
was
called
Agasu
,
the
name
of
a
dead
king
.
They
were
healthy
children
,
and
,
because
they
were
twins
,
male
and
female
,
they
were
told
many
things
about
the
gods
,
and
because
they
were
twins
they
listened
to
the
things
that
they
were
told
,
and
they
remembered
.
Their
uncle
was
a
fat
and
lazy
man
.
If
he
had
owned
more
cattle
,
perhaps
he
would
have
given
up
one
of
his
cattle
instead
of
the
children
,
but
he
did
not
.
He
sold
the
twins
.
Enough
of
him
:
he
shall
not
enter
further
into
this
narrative
.
We
follow
the
twins
.
They
were
marched
,
with
several
other
slaves
taken
or
sold
in
the
war
,
for
a
dozen
miles
to
a
small
outpost
.
Here
they
were
traded
,
and
the
twins
,
along
with
thirteen
others
,
were
bought
by
six
men
with
spears
and
knives
who
marched
them
to
the
west
,
toward
the
sea
,
and
then
for
many
miles
along
the
coast
.
There
were
fifteen
slaves
now
altogether
,
their
hands
loosely
bound
,
tied
neck
to
neck
.
Wututu
asked
her
brother
Agasu
what
would
happen
to
them
.
"
I
do
not
know
,
"
he
said
.
Agasu
was
a
boy
who
smiled
often
:
his
teeth
were
white
and
perfect
,
and
he
showed
them
as
he
grinned
,
his
happy
smiles
making
Wututu
happy
in
her
turn
.
He
was
not
smiling
now
.
Instead
he
tried
to
show
bravery
for
his
sister
,
his
head
back
and
shoulders
spread
,
as
proud
,
as
menacing
,
as
comical
as
a
puppy
with
its
hackles
raised
.
The
man
in
the
line
behind
Wututu
,
his
cheeks
scarred
,
said
,
"
They
will
sell
us
to
the
white
devils
,
who
will
take
us
to
their
home
across
the
water
.
"
"
And
what
will
they
do
to
us
there
?
"
demanded
Wututu
.
The
man
said
nothing
.
"
Well
?
"
asked
Wututu
.
Agasu
tried
to
dart
a
glance
over
his
shoulder
.
They
were
not
allowed
to
talk
or
sing
as
they
walked
.
