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 | | One more night and one more dawn, and, before the sun rose, the hills had grown smaller and smaller and the glimpses between them more frequent and, at last, far down the river, Chad saw a column of smoke and all the men on the raft took off their hats and shouted. |
 | | Soon the very hills over the capital could be seen, with little green wheat-fields dotting them and, as the raft drew a little closer, Chad could see houses on the hills--more strange houses of wood and stone, and porches, and queer towers on them from which glistened shining points. |
 | | His foot began to hurt, and on the top of a hill he had to stop and sit down for a while in the road, the pain was so keen. |
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