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And what he captain did he would not say, but every year as soon as the snows are hard, and travelling is easy on the Hian Min, that man comes down to the market in the plains, and always leaves for the captain in the gate of fair Belzoond a vessel of that priceless secret wine. AND WHAT THE CAPTAIN DID HE WOULD NOT SAY BUT EVERY YEAR AS SOON AS THE SNOWS ARE HARD AND TRAVELLING IS EASY ON THE YOUNG MEN THAT MAN COMES DOWN TO THE MARKET IN THE PLAINS AND ALWAYS LEAVES FOR THE CAPTAIN IN THE GATE OF FAIR BELL ZOUND A VESSEL OF THAT PRICELESS SECRET WINE
argain that he had made. So the sailors drank the wine of their native land, and soon their thoughts were back in fair Belzoond and the little neighbouring cities of Durl and Duz. But for me the captain poured into a little jar some heavy yellow wine from a small jar which he kept apart among his sacred things. Thick and sweet it was, even like honey, yet there was in its heart a mighty, ardent fire which had authority over souls of men. It was made, the captain told me, with great subtlety by the secret craft of a family of six who lived in a hut on the mountains of Hian Min. Once in these mountains, he said, he followed the spoor of a bear, and he came suddenly on a man of that family who had hunted the same bear, and he was at the end of a narrow way with precipice all about him, and his spear was sticking in the bear, and the wound was not fatal, and he had no other weapon. And the bear was walking towards the man, very slowly because his wound irked him--yet he was now very close. IS MEN BECAUSE OF THE BARGAIN THAT HE HAD MADE SO THE SAILORS DRANK THE WINE OF THEIR NATIVE LAND AND SOON THEIR THOUGHTS WERE BACK IN FAIR BELZOUND AND THE LITTLE NEIGHBOURING CITIES OF DUEL AND DUES BUT FOR ME THE CAPTAIN POURED INTO A LITTLE JAR SOME HEAVY YELLOW WINE FROM A SMALL JAR WHICH HE KEPT APART FROM HIS SACRED THINGS THICK AND SWEET IT WAS EVEN LIKE HONEY YET THERE WAS IN ITS HEART A MIGHTY ARDENT FIRE WHICH HAD AUTHORITY OVER SOULS OF MEN IT WAS MADE THE CAPTAIN TOLD ME WITH GREAT SUBTLETY BY THE SECRET CRAFT OF A FAMILY OF SIX WHO LIVED IN A HUT ON THE MOUNTAINS OF JAN MEN ONCE IN THESE MOUNTAINS HE SAID HE FOLLOWED THE SPOOR OF A BEAR AND HE CAME SUDDENLY ON A MAN OF THAT FAMILY WHO HAD HUNTED THE SAME BEAR AND HE WAS AT THE END OF A NARROW WAY WITH PRECIPICE ALL ABOUT HIM AND HIS SPEAR WAS STICKING IN THE BEAR AND THE WOUND WAS NOT FATAL AND HE HAD NO OTHER WEAPON AND THE BEAR WAS WALKING TOWARDS THE MAN VERY SLOWLY BECAUSE HIS WOUND IRKED HIM YET HE WAS NOW VERY CLOSE
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