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62996	Brackett, Leigh	The Jewel of Bas			.txt	text/plain	18552	1862	98	"One man falls into a beast-pit," said Ciaran impatiently, "and in two This time it was Ciaran that stopped, with the stewpot in his hands, Grey animal fur grew on them like the body-hair of a hairy man, Very softly, so that nobody but Ciaran could hear her, Mouse whispered, Mouse paused for breath, and Ciaran got a look at the hermit's face. Ciaran said, "Yeah." He looked at Mouse. Ciaran got a good look at his eyes. The eyes in that face were what set Ciaran's guts to knotting like But it stopped Ciaran like a blow in the face, penetrating Their clear, light voices rose up to where Ciaran and the hunter lay. "Bas," said Ciaran. It was like no light Ciaran had ever seen before. themselves against Bas. Ciaran cried out, "_Mouse...!_" the Mouse that Ciaran knew, was dead behind her dull black eyes. Ciaran looked at Mouse.	./cache/62996.txt	./txt/62996.txt