Six moreof Hal's seamen died during the months of August and September. Those kegs weighed fifty pounds apiece. There is still more, but I see that I weary you. They were silent and sober-faced.
But, alas, my father's shadewarned me further that should I stay here another day then I will dieand the Monomatapa with me. Hal lay on his hard bunk in the dark, his hands clasped across hischest, and tried to sleep. His wholebody spasmed and then lay still. Now they were being ledout through the gates of the castle onto the open Parade where alreadya crowd had gathered.
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