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| 13 | 412 | She was View more quotes about trying">trying, with a pointed stick, to round a pit in a new board for a new fire drill. |
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| 13 | 409 | I hated her! I threw the piece of binding fiber, which I had been carrying for the snare, which I had not set, into the brush. |
| 13 | 410 | "Greetings, Ute," said I, smiling. |
| 13 | 411 | "Tal, El-in-or," smiled Ute, looking up from her work. |
| 13 | 412 | She was trying, with a pointed stick, to round a pit in a new board for a new fire drill. |
| 13 | 413 | Usually, in our night journeys, we carried with us only the precious binding fiber. |
| 13 | 414 | Accordingly, Ute often constructed a new drill. |
| 13 | 415 | "Oh, Ute," I said. |