"Hate you!" replies he, with a smile of ineffable fondness, "my preserver and my love!",
"Not always," sobs Doatie. "I know how it will be. We shall be separated,—torn asunder, and then after a while they will make me marry somebody else; and in a weak moment I shall do it! And then I shall be utterly wretched for ever and ever.",
When they had taken the skins from these animals, they set up poles and put the hides over them, and so made a shelter to sleep under..
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