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Show 23 all that felled him." She dried her e^es on the back of her hand and then looked straight into his eves. "Your beloved uncle, thy father's brother, lies yonder in death." Roa's glance followed his mother's e^es to a crumpled figure lying off in the shadows. A gasp escaped his lips. "My son," his mother continued, "I know how close your spirit was to that of your uncle, but you are now to be a man. vou must begin immediately to assume the responsibilities that belong with manhood. First we will finish dressing your brother's wounds. Then you must help me gather together your other brothers and sisters; also look to your grandmother, Wetekia, who is actively helping the -wounded. Seek her advice if you need it, for she is wise in years and judgment. Then, my son, you must undertake the honored task of preparing your uncle for the burial he deserves, for he was a brave chieftain and warrior." |