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And I went on and came to the market place, and lying there upon the marble pavement I saw the merchant fast asleep and breathing heavily, with his face and the palms of his hands towards the sky, and slaves were fanning him to keep away the flies. AND I WENT ON AND CAME TO THE MARKET PLACE AND LYING THERE UPON THE MARBLE PAVEMENT I SAW THE MERCHANT FAST ASLEEP AND BREATHING HEAVILY WITH HIS FACE AND THE PALMS OF HIS HANDS TOWARD THE SKY AND SLAVES WERE FANNING HIM TO KEEP AWAY THE FLIES
lements along it all the way, and fifteen strong towers on it in every mile, and copper plaques low down where men could read them, telling in all the languages of those parts of the earth--one language on each plaque--the tale of how an army once attacked Perdóndaris and what befell that army. Then I entered Perdóndaris and found all the people dancing, clad in brilliant silks, and playing on the tambang as they danced. For a fearful thunderstorm had terrified them while I slept, and the fires of death, they said, had danced over Perdóndaris, and now the thunder had gone leaping away large and black and hideous, they said, over the distant hills, and had turned round snarling at them, shoving his gleaming teeth, and had stamped, as he went, upon the hilltops until they rang as though they had been bronze. And often and again they stopped in their merry dances and prayed to the God they knew not, saying, "O, God that we know not, we thank Thee for sending the thunder back to his hills. FOR TROOPS TO WALK IN AND BATTLEMENTS ALONG IT ALL THE WAY AND FIFTEEN STRONG TOWERS ON IT IN EVERY MILE AND COPPER PLACKS LOW DOWN WHERE MEN COULD READ THEM TELLING IN ALL THE LANGUAGES OF THOSE PARTS OF THE EARTH ONE LANGUAGE ON EACH PLAQUE THE TALE OF HOW AN ARMY ONCE ATTACKED PREDONDERUS AND WHAT BEFELL THAT ARMY THEN I ENTERED PREDONUS AND FOUND ALL THE PEOPLE DANCING CLAD IN BRILLIANT SILKS AND PLAYING ON THE TAMBANG AS THEY DANCED FOR A FEARFUL THUNDERSTORM HAD TERRIFIED THEM WHILE I SLEPT AND THE FIRES OF DEATH THEY SAID HAD DANCED OVER PREDONDERAS AND NOW THE THUNDER HAD GONE LEAPING AWAY LARGE AND BLACK AND HIDEOUS THEY SAID OVER THE DISTANT HILLS AND HAD TURNED ROUND SNARLING AT THEM SHOWING HIS GLEAMING TEETH AND HAD STAMPED AS HE WENT UPON THE HILL TOPS UNTIL THEY RANG AS THOUGH THEY HAD BEEN BRONZE AND OFTEN AND AGAIN THEY STOPPED IN THEIR MERRY DANCES AND PRAYED TO THE GOD THEY KNEW NOT SAYING O GOD THAT WE KNOW NOT WE THANK THEE FOR SENDING THE THUNDER BACK TO HIS HILLS
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