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PRISONERS
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sell us some sour milk, he replied, that though he had
plenty of milk, it was not for sale, he wanted it himself ;
nor would he sell us anything else, the curmudgeon !
The tents now grew more and more numerous, and in
front of each was a big heap of aj’gol for winter fuel. How-
ever, not wishing to be annoyed with inquisitive visitors,
we continued until we reached four tents standing by them-
selves. Here the Lama succeeded in buying a doinha
A Group of Tibetans.
(bowl) of sour milk. Meanwhile Shagdur and I were
visited by a young Tibetan, whom we took for a spy. He
talked straight on end without stopping, though we did not
understand a word he said.
On Monday, the 5th of August, we rode 21 miles to the
south-south-east until we reached Camp LHI., counting
from Charkhlik. It was here we got our first taste of
summer, and in the neighbourhood of the Tso-nekk (the
Black Lake) the temperature’rose to 68° Fahr. The tents
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