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Tre to the tall ers approach Jondalar put his arm around her protectively, but she still shook

He’s so big! Ayla thought, gaping at the man in the lead, the one with hair and beard the color of fire She had never seen anyone so big He even h the man who held her towered overtoward thee, a bear of a ed, his chest could have filled out two ordinary hs

Ayla glanced at Jondalar and saw no fear in his face, but his s travels he had learned to be wary of strangers

“I don’t recall seeing you before,” the big man said without preamble “What Cae, Ayla noticed, but one of the others he had been teaching her

“No Camp,” Jondalar said “We are not Ma out both hands, pal of friendliness “I am Jondalar of the Zelandonii”

The hands were not accepted “Zelandonii? That’s a strange … Wait, weren’t there two foreignwith those river people that live to the west? It see like that”

“Yes, my brother and I lived with them,” Jondalar conceded

The htful for a while, then, unexpectedly, he lunged for Jondalar and grabbed the tall blond

“Then we are related!” he boohter of my cousin!”

Jondalar’s smile returned, a little shaken “Tholie! A Maht e”