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we repeated the phrase which sounded so ridiculous to 

 our ears, we felt a strong pity for this poor ignorant 

 man, whose speech was that of long-gone centuries. 

 And yet he had no need of our sympathy. Day after 

 day for years (so we gathered from his sign language) 

 he had driven his cattle back and forth from some tiny 

 village miles away. He was faithful in this and his 

 happiness was full. It was overflowing when, at part- 

 ing, we gave him some little trinkets and our spare 

 change. 



HELICONIA BUTTERFLIES 



