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"
'
Boy
--
you-are-driving-me-slowly-insane
!
'
"
The
twins
shared
their
identical
laughter
,
then
remembered
the
darkness
and
other
things
and
glanced
round
uneasily
.
The
flames
,
busy
about
the
tent
,
drew
their
eyes
back
again
.
Eric
watched
the
scurrying
woodlice
that
were
so
frantically
unable
to
avoid
the
flames
,
and
thought
of
the
first
fire
--
just
down
there
,
on
the
steeper
side
of
the
mountain
,
where
now
was
complete
darkness
.
He
did
not
like
to
remember
it
,
and
looked
away
at
the
mountain-top
.
Warmth
radiated
now
,
and
beat
pleasantly
on
them
.
Sam
amused
himself
by
fitting
branches
into
the
fire
as
closely
as
possible
.
Eric
spread
out
his
hands
,
searching
for
the
distance
at
which
the
heat
was
just
bearable
.
Idly
looking
beyond
the
fire
,
he
resettled
the
scattered
rocks
from
their
flat
shadows
into
daylight
contours
.
Just
there
was
the
big
rock
,
and
the
three
stones
there
,
that
split
rock
,
and
there
beyond
was
a
gap
--
just
there
--
"
Sam
.
"
"
Huh
?
"
"
Nothing
.
"
The
flames
were
mastering
the
branches
,
the
bark
was
curling
and
falling
away
,
the
wood
exploding
.
The
tent
fell
inwards
and
flung
a
wide
circle
of
light
over
the
mountain-top
.
"
Sam
--
"
"
Huh
?
"
"
Sam
!
Sam
!
"
