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Updated: June 17, 2025
Accompanied by the sough of the wind through the cedars the music of the bells was sweet, and he listened till he heard no more. A thin coating of frost crackled on his bed when he awakened; and out from under the shelter of the cedar all the ground was hoar-white. As he slipped from his blankets the same strong smell of black sage and juniper smote him, almost like a blow.
The moan of wind in the pines seemed a requiem for the boy who had prattled and romped and played under them, who had chopped and shot and rode under them. Into his manhood had gone something of their strength and nature. We sought our beds early. The night down in that deep, open canyon was the coldest we had experienced. I slept but little. At dawn all was hoar-white with frost.
Beyond, a blanched salt-plain gleamed hoar-white in the on-coming dusk; and farther off, the dunes began again. Strangely enough, the Master laughed. He turned and beckoned, silently. The others joined him. "From the west!" he whispered. "This is no pursuit! It is a caravan going to Jannati Shahr!" Bohannan chuckled, and patted his revolver. "Faith, but Allah is being good to us!" he muttered.
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