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And I had come to know who would meet them when they returned to their homes, and where they thought the meetings would take place, some in a valley of the Acroctian hills where the road comes up from Yann, others in the gateway of one or another of the three cities, and others by the fireside in the home. AND I HAD COME TO KNOW WHO WOULD MEET THEM WHEN THEY RETURNED TO THEIR HOMES AND WHERE THEY THOUGHT THE MEETINGS WOULD TAKE PLACE SOME IN A VALLEY OF THE ACROSIAN HILLS WHERE THE ROAD COMES UP FROM YON OTHERS IN THE GATEWAY OF ONE OR ANOTHER OF THE THREE CITIES AND OTHERS BY THE FIRESIDE IN THE HOME
, 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. 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 ways that his sailors had, and the prayers that they prayed at evening side by side, grudging not one another their alien gods. And I had a liking too for the tender way in which they often spoke of Durl and Duz, for it is good that men should love their native cities and the little hills that hold those cities up. UT 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 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 AND I HAD LIKED THE WAYS THAT HIS SAILORS HAD AND THE PRAYERS THAT THEY PRAYED AT EVENING SIDE BY SIDE GRUDGING NOT ONE ANOTHER THEIR ALIEN GODS AND I HAD A LIKING TOO FOR THE TENDER WAY IN WHICH THEY OFTEN SPOKE OF DUURAL AND DEWES FOR IT IS GOOD THAT MEN SHOULD LOVE THEIR NATIVE CITIES AND THE LITTLE HILLS THAT HOLD THOSE CITIES UP
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