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place where I find him to cover the marks with dustso that they will think he recovered and went away.
I will tell you of that later. Now I will tell you what Mark told mewhen he could speak.
Just a minute. You've not found Colin yet?
No. There was no sign.
Then ― he's probably alive?
We do not know.
The whistling in the cliff had stopped. The kestrel flew out againrocked in a lovely curve below eye
levelthen tore away to the rightand vanished.
What did Mark tell you?
Lambis had taken out another cigarette. He had rolled over on his stomachand gazed out over the hot
hillside as he talked. Still brieflyunemotionallyhe told me Mark's story.
Mark and Colin had walked to the little church (he said)and had their meal there. After they had
explored itthey had walked onup into the hillsintending to spend the whole day out before returning to
the caique. Though the day had been fineclouds had begun to pile up during the latter part of the
afternoonso that twilight came early. The two brothers had gone perhaps a little further than they had
intendedand when at length they regained the path with the "worn stones" that led down toward the
churchthe dusk was already gathering. They were walking fastnot talkingtheir [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]