Were we still being tracked? If Mataoka had been the Indian behind me whom I had seen on the ridge, where there more behind her? Was it her they were ...hasing? Why had Mataoka come to me?And still we didn’t talk. We just crept on, into the vast endless backcountry, in silence.The river whose snaking cut I had seen from the highest ridge turned out to be a deep canyon, much too big to cross. Mataoka led me south beside it until we found a place where not only could we get down, but also it looked. You may be quite sure there will be no squeamish refusal on Sophie's part.'As we approached the hut, Louisa left the beaten track, and we scrambled up some broken ground well overgrown with underwood until we completely overlooked the hut immediately below us. Then we silently and quietly crawled lower down through the dense thicket, until Lou, who preceded me, put her hand behind her to draw my attention; here she silently opened a peephole through the bushes, from whence we completely. More

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