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TWO could play at this game of silence, Shattuck decided. He'd quartered a little. He'd come to the top of the dune half a dozen sword--lengths from that shadowy sentinel. The crest was but a yielding ridge--one of the traveling dunes of the Great Sands. He could feel it crawling beneath his feet as he stood there now-- certainly no place for a stand-up fight, if it came to that.
But, at least, he could now see where the green light came from.