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| 67 | 65 | At his View more quotes about feet">feet he saw a trickle of water, moving through damp leaves. |
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| 67 | 62 | He stopped, and put back his hood. |
| 67 | 63 | There was a cracking sound, and he crouched down, alert, but it had been ice fallen from a branch. |
| 67 | 64 | He moved to a higher place, for the wrappings with which he had swathed his legs were now dark, wet from softening snow. |
| 67 | 65 | At his feet he saw a trickle of water, moving through damp leaves. |
| 67 | 66 | Some yards away he heard the small sound of moving water, sluggish, undeniable. |
| 67 | 67 | Investigating, he detected a small stream pursuing its course. |
| 67 | 68 | In it, twisting about, drifted some branches, some small blocks and plates of ice. |