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adventurers they were, forayers and destroyers from the far lands
beyond the Sea of Bering, who blasted the new and unknown world
with fire and sword and clutched greedily for its wealth of fur and
hide. Negore looked upon them with satisfaction, and in his mind's
eye he saw them crushed and lifeless at the passage up the rocks.
And ever he saw, waiting for him at the passage up the rocks, the
face and the form of Oona, and ever he heard her voice in his ears
and felt the soft, warm glow of her eyes. But never did he forget
to shiver, nor to stumble where the footing was rough, nor to cry
aloud at the bite of the lash. Also, he was afraid of Karduk, for
he knew him for no true man. His was a false eye, and an easy
tongue - a tongue too easy, he judged, for the awkwardness of
honest speech.
All that day they marched. And on the next, when Karduk asked him
at command of Ivan, he said he doubted they would meet with his
tribe till the morrow. But Ivan, who had once been shown the way
by Old Kinoos, and had found that way to lead through the white
water and a deadly fight, believed no more in anything.
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