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It must have been, because you're the only one I remember. All the others were 'Them.' "Awful brutes they were, too." IT MUST HAVE BEEN BECAUSE YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I REMEMBER ALL THE OTHERS WERE THEM AWFUL BRUTES THEY WERE TOO
 dropped on his shoulder, and he found himself with parched lips saying things that up till then he believed existed only in printed works of fiction. Mercifully the horses were quiet. She made no attempt to draw herself away when she recovered, but lay still, whispering, “Of course you’re the Boy, and I didn’t know—I didn’t know.” “I knew last night; and when I saw you at breakfast—” “Oh, _that_ was why! I wondered at the time. You would, of course.” “I couldn’t speak before this. Keep your head where it is, dear. It’s all right now—all right now, isn’t it?” “But how was it _I_ didn’t know—after all these years and years? I remember—oh, what lots of things I remember!” “Tell me some. I’ll look after the horses.” “I remember waiting for you when the steamer came in. Do you?” “At the Lily Lock, beyond Hong-Kong and Java?” “Do _you_ call it that, too?” “You told me it was when I was lost in the continent. That was you that showed me the way through the mountains?” “When the islands slid? MASTERING HIS LIMBS AND SLID AN ARM ROUND HER WAIST THE HEAD DROPPED ON HIS SHOULDER AND HE FOUND HIMSELF WITH PARCHED LIPS SAYING THINGS THAT UP TILL THEN HE BELIEVED EXISTED ONLY IN PRINTED WORKS OF FICTION MERCIFULLY THE HORSES WERE QUIET SHE MADE NO ATTEMPT TO DRAW HERSELF AWAY WHEN SHE RECOVERED BUT LAY STILL WHISPERING OF COURSE YOU'RE THE BOY AND I DIDN'T KNOW I DIDN'T KNOW I KNEW LAST NIGHT AND WHEN I SAW YOU AT BREAKFAST OH THAT WAS WHY I WONDERED AT THE TIME YOU WOULD OF COURSE I COULDN'T SPEAK BEFORE THIS KEEP YOUR HEAD WHERE IT IS DEAR IT'S ALL RIGHT NOW IT'S ALL RIGHT NOW ISN'T IT BUT HOW WAS IT I DIDN'T KNOW AFTER ALL THESE YEARS AND YEARS I REMEMBER OH WHAT LOTS OF THINGS I REMEMBER TELL ME SOME I LOOK AFTER THE HORSES I REMEMBER WAITING FOR YOU WHEN THE STEAMER CAME IN DO YOU AT THE LILY LOCH BEYOND HONG KONG AND JAVA DO YOU CALL IT THAT TOO YOU TOLD ME IT WAS WHEN I WAS LOST ON THE CONTINENT THAT WAS YOU THAT SHOWED ME THE WAY THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS WHEN THE ISLAND SLID
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