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lame, and this probably kept it pretty much in one place. 

 The skull had not been brought in, as it was smashed, 

 the coolie said, and the skin of the head was, I saw, 

 much injured by the stone thrown on it. It was more 

 luck than I expected or deserved getting that skin, and 

 I was glad to give the finder his pay and the promised 

 reward. Chand was at once sent down to the Khaltar 

 village with the skin, with directions to stretch it to dry 

 on the floor of one of the huts. 



On the I ith, nothing further having been seen of the 

 herd near the pine wood, we went up the nala, but quickly 

 arrived at very deep snow, from which it was clear that 

 much was not to be expected. So we went back and gave 

 orders to have the tents taken to a small side nala, which 

 comes into the main one from the west, close to Khaltar 

 village. Here they arrived in the course of the day, and 

 things were made straight by evening. 



The full face of the peak of Haramosh was, I found, 

 right in front of my tent, which was pitched looking east, 

 and the view of the setting sun on the snow-fields that 

 evening was a sight to be remembered. I lay on my 

 bed, with my elbows on my pillows, and watched the 

 magnificent spectacle. I had never before seen any- 

 thing like it, and I could not help wishing that some 

 one capable of painting it in words or colours could have 

 seen it too. The summit was about 13 miles off in a 

 bee-line, no distance at all in that pellucid atmosphere, 

 and the peak looked an enormous height as it stood out 

 with clean-cut edges and sharp point against a background 

 of cloudless sky. The setting sun behind me shone rosy 

 red on the snow fields, from amongst which, in one or two 



