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happiness, he turned and ran up the hill. In his absence two more children had died of the cold.
"O people!" he cried. "Below there is warmth and safety, for the stones and the earth fighting for us have turned back the mighty hunter who sought to devour us."
The querulous voice of One Eye was heard in answer.
"Be still! Sunrise," he said. "This is as good a place for dying as any.
