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£73 He ecanned the top of this last hill on the-mount= ain; and as Shotgun approached ‘on the run, cettona clark blue of bleek shapes began to move across the crest, vib= rating an inner heat against the golden sun. , , Now Shotgun stood before: him attempting to pro- ~ nounce words through his paneange "The shotgun is not loaded; never has been, it is my symbol, my images" With the expression of a ragged“ lord’ in his face; Blackman took the-gur from him saying, "go and teil: the people in the ciraleg" Shotgun atood stilled a second, unsures Filled’ : with chaos, his eyes: emerged in redness, a simple gesture-of alarm blurted’ out an understanding he- had never communicated to this man. "My God," he : said, his stomach bringing up the breath of loss ‘ through his throat. Blackman stepped out in a quarter turn, and from shoulder to shoulder made-a half-circle -sweep of hia right arm over the-dry under-turned follage= purple, berries=red, and weeda-yellowy "There-is: no Ged heres" he replied "New god" , The law stood above him, Up to the left they were décending. The eight men spread themselves ina V’ . from the beginning of their decent. Now Blackmam 45 , j