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“No, I do not believe he is.” “Saved my life, I reckon, is all you did. It must have been some job, too, although I don’t know how you did it.” Noon still found them ascending and they ate their lunch and hurried on. It was sizzling. There were some trees, but these were few and far between. Most of the footing was sandy and made hard walking. Owing to these conditions it was not until after nightfall that they saw the first sign of civilization. Bob was in the lead and was the first to see a reflection on the horizon..
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