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not tell. The sound was significant and haunting.
Of one thing he was sure―that he could not have found his back-trail.
But he divined he was never to retrace his steps on this journey. The
stretch of broken plateau before him grew wilder and bolder of outline,
darker in color, weirder in aspect [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and progress across it grew slower,
more dangerous. There were many places Nagger should not have been
put to―where a slip meant a broken leg. But Slone could not turn back.
And something besides an indomitable spirit kept him going. Again the
sound resembling thunder assailed his ears, louder this time. The plateau
appeared to be ending in a series of great capes or promontories. Slone
feared he would soon come out upon a promontory from which he
might see the impossibility of further travel. He felt relieved down in the
gullies, where he could not see far. He climbed out of one [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], presently,
from which there extended a narrow ledge with a slant too perilous for
any horse. He stepped out upon that with far less confidence than Nag-
ger. To the right was a bulge of low wall [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and a few feet to the left a dark
precipice. The trail here was faintly outlined, and it was six inches wide
and slanting as well. It seemed endless to Slone, tyilai:
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Anne shook her head.
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