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LH 3 32 LAUGHING Boy “ Yota shil-de tlin-sha-igahl . ..’ His song came upon him. ‘4-a-a-aitné, ainé. I ride my horse down from the high hills To the valley, a-a-a. Now the hills are flat. Now my horse will not go From vour valley, a-a-a. Hainéya, ainé, 0-0-0-0. Slim Girl sat down beside him. His song trailed off, embarrassed. They rested thus, without} words, looking away into the night while con-| templation flowed between them like a current. | At length she raised one hand, so that the brace lets clinked. ‘Sing that song.’ He sang without effort. This was no common §& woman, who ignored all convention. The long-7 drawn ‘Hainéya, ainé, 0-0-0-0,” fell away into the! lake of darkness; silence shut in on them again. On the heels of his song he said, ‘My eldest §i uncle is here. I am going to speak to him to-§ morrow.’ ‘I should not do that if I were you.’ He rolled a cigarette with careful movements, | but forbore to light it. Again they sat watching] the motionless stars above the shrouded earth. f No least breeze stirred; there were no details to} be seen in the cliffs or the valley, only the distant he bw ses 4X