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           "Sam—giveus—"

           "—tinderwood."

           Ericbentdownandblewsoftlyagaintillthepatchwasbright.Sampokedthepieceoftinderwoodintothehotspot,thenabranch.Theglowincreasedandthebranchtookfire.Sampiledonmorebranches.

           "Don’tburnthelot,"saidEric,"you’reputtingontoomuch."

           "Let’swarmup."

           "We’llonlyhavetofetchmorewood."

           "I’mcold."

           "So’mI."

           "Besides,it’s—"

           "—dark.Allright,then."

           EricsquattedbackandwatchedSammakeupthefire.Hebuiltalittletentofdeadwoodandthefirewassafelyalight.

           "Thatwasnear."

           "He’dhavebeen—"

           "Waxy."

           "Huh."