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and the land of the Tscherk Tartars, lands 

 which I mentally determined to explore 

 another day, we scrambled back to camp. 



I don't think that night either Frank or I 

 said much ; we were both hungry, and one at 

 any rate dead beat. But there was to be no 

 rest for me. Long before the dawn had really 

 come, Yassili and Simon had me out of my 

 bourka, and told me we must start at once for 

 another peak to our rear, called Luxhanova. 

 I felt as if I could not possibly do another 

 hard day's work yet, and turned wistful eyes 

 on Frank ; but a better mood prevailed, and I 

 remembered that I had not two more months 

 in the Caucasus, and there would be lots of 

 time for sleep and no chance of ibex in Eng- 

 land. So I hastily made up a cast of flies for 

 my chum, who was in my absence to have a 

 try for trout in a neighbouring stream, the 

 Khedovra, and then followed my men up the 

 sloping fells. 



