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But this woman was long before we reached India. We were still in the mid-most of that centuries-long drift and no shrewdness of geography can now place for me that ancient valley. The woman was Nuhila. The valley was narrow not long and the swift slope of its floor and the steep walls of its rim were terraced for the growing of rice and of millet--the first rice and millet we Sons of the Mountain had known. They were a meek people in that valley. They had become soft with the farming of fat land made fatter by water. Theirs was the first irrigation we had seen although we had little time to mark their ditches and channels by which all the hill waters flowed to the fields they had builded. We had little time to mark for we Sons of the Mountain who were few were in flight before the Sons of the Snub-Nose who were.
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