A night of wind and snow rustled, murderous intent surrounded the tent, and drifted away like pine smoke. And when the morning sun rose and the sky was clear and open, the sleeping Zuvalo woke up, refreshed, as if he was ten years younger.

"Lord God! It's amazing! This feeling of vitality is simply unbelievable, as vigorous and majestic as corn!..."

The exploration captain Zuvaro lowered his head and glanced at it, with sincere admiration on his face. But when he recalled a little before he fainted

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