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UP INTO DESOLATE TIBET. 173
roar of the storm. Jumping up, he detected three wolves
amongst them, which had stolen up against the wind and
were in the act of cutting them out and driving them away
from camp. It never occurred to stupid Niaz to awaken
any of the rest of us, but away he rushed impetuously on
foot after the sheep, and had spent the whole of the night
running up and down like a madman, without saving more
than a single animal. The attack had been cunningly
carried out. The dogs even had noticed nothing ; but then
our Mongol beast had run away. Yoldash was sleeping
in my yurt, while the inexperienced Malchik lay curled up
like a hedgehog behind the men’s tent. Next day we had
only just started when we saw the lost sheep come gallop-
ing down the mountain-side. It was welcomed with shouts
of joy, for it was but natural that we should rejoice more
over the one sheep that was found than over the nine that
were lost.
Upon reaching the crest of the gigantic range of the
Chimen-tagh we attained the respectable altitude of 14,000
feet, and during the course of the 24th July we crossed over
two ranges even higher. I was always a long way behind
the rest of the caravan, for I had my map to make, photo-
graphs to take, and so forth. My companions on this
occasion were Cherdon and Tokta Akhun, one of our special
friends from Abdal, who was accompanying us the first
few days of our journey. The day sped on ; we kept
closely in the track of the caravan, and began to look
eagerly for the column of smoke that should show where
our camp-fire was. We had already crossed one of the
ranges, and were riding up a narrow glen, which led to the
summit of the second. The vegetation began to die away,
and we were reaching more inclement altitudes. It grew
dusk, and soon it grew dark. Evidently the caravan had
pushed on over the next pass. It would, of course, have
been an easy enough matter simply to have ridden on after
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