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TIBETAN NOMADS. 373
The moment midnight came I sliook up Shagdur without
compunction. He examined his rifle and crept out, while
I flung myself down without a moment’s delay upon the
bare ground from which he had risen. He was too wide
awake, and I was too tired, for us to talk ; we simply ex-
changed places without uttering a word.
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