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Show 61, Henry became serious. "Will this mean that we will no more see one another, Roa, my friend?" "In the honesty of my heart, I cannot answer now. I hope it does not mean the end of our meetings. Friendships do not come and. go lightly with me," said Roa soberly. "Nor with me," said Henry. "My family and tribal ties are strong. I will reason with my father, but he sneaks with authority of one xirho leads." They spoke their farewells and parted. Roa blinked and rubbed his eves in the intense sunlight. His friend would not aooear today, and he, Roa, eldest son of Turi, the chief, must return ouickly to his pa for battle drill. At least it would be the last drill for a while --on the morrow they would set out on their southward mission for the precious greenstone, "It will be good to test my strength and courage against the Sea of Kiwa," he mumbled to himself as he approached the practice field where the other young warriors were gathering. |