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And I had liked the man because he had given me of his yellow wine that was set apart among his sacred things, and many a story he had told me about his fair Belzoond between the Acroctian hills and the Hian Min. AND I HAD LIKED THE MAN BECAUSE HE HAD GIVEN ME OF HIS YELLOW WINE THAT WAS SET APART AMONG HIS SACRED THINGS AND MANY A STORY HE HAD TOLD ME ABOUT HIS FAIR BELZOON BETWEEN THE ACROCIAN HILLS AND THE JAYN MEN
nd all the afternoon we passed through the marshes of Pondoovery; and Yann widened there, and flowed solemnly and slowly, and the captain bade the sailors beat on bells to overcome the dreariness of the marshes. At last the Irusian mountains came in sight, nursing the villages of Pen-Kai and Blut, and the wandering streets of Mlo, where priests propitiate the avalanche with wine and maize. Then night came down over the plains of Tlun, and we saw the lights of Cappadarnia. We heard the Pathnites beating upon drums as we passed Imaut and Golzunda, then all but the helmsman slept. And villages scattered along the banks of the Yann heard all that night in the helmsman's unknown tongue the little songs of cities that they knew not. I awoke before dawn with a feeling that I was unhappy before I remembered why. Then I recalled that by the evening of the approaching day, according to all foreseen probabilities, we should come to Bar-Wul-Yann, and I should part from the captain and his sailors. D ALL THAT MORNING AND ALL THE AFTERNOON WE PASSED THROUGH THE MARSHES OF PONDUVERY AND YAWN WIDENED THERE AND FLOWED SOLEMNLY AND SLOWLY AND THE CAPTAIN BADE THE SAILORS BEAT ON BELLS TO OVERCOME THE DREARINESS OF THE MARSHES AT LAST THE ERUSIAN MOUNTAINS CAME IN SIGHT NURSING THE VILLAGES OF PENKAI AND BLUT AND THE WANDERING STREETS OF LO WHERE PRIESTS PROPITIATE THE AVALANCHE WITH WINE AND MAIZE THEN NIGHT CAME DOWN OVER THE PLAINS OF TLOON AND WE SAW THE LIGHTS OF COPADARNIA WE HEARD THE PATHNIGHTS BEATING UPON DRUMS AS WE PASSED HIM OUT AND GOLZUNDA THEN ALL BUT THE HELMSMEN SLEPT AND VILLAGES SCATTERED ALONG THE BANKS OF THE YAN HEARD ALL THAT NIGHT IN THE HELMSMAN'S UNKNOWN TONGUE THE LITTLE SONGS OF CITIES THAT THEY KNEW NOT I AWOKE BEFORE DAWN WITH A FEELING THAT I WAS UNHAPPY BEFORE I REMEMBERED WHY THEN I RECALLED THAT BY THE EVENING OF THE APPROACHING DAY ACCORDING TO ALL FORESEEN PROBABILITIES WE SHOULD COME TO BAR WOO YAN AND I SHOULD PART FROM THE CAPTAIN AND HIS SAILORS
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