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men and our host were to sleep outside, there 

 being no room for them with us. But we 

 were not allowed much rest even here. The 

 sun was now getting low in the heavens, and 

 Simon felt fully assured that ere his setting a 

 mountain sheep should die. So having left 

 our loads at the cave we began agam our up- 

 ward course, until we wound out on to the edo-e 

 of a steep cleft in one of the chief peaks, on 

 which Simon had built him an eyrie, fenced 

 in with great boulders, masked with currant 

 bushes and carpeted with hay. From here 

 you obtained a view of the chief object of 

 attraction to the tur for miles around. 



High up on a bare face of grey rock, be- 

 tween the two walls of the ravine, was a bright 

 yellow stain, where a spring of iron water 

 welled constantly over the brim of a little 

 natural cup in the rock. To this, from the diz- 

 ziest of the white heights above, three thread- 

 like lines seemed to trend, worn by the feet ot 

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