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An hour later they began to descend the mountain on the other side, and by dawn espied a ranch house in a valley. The white walls were pink under the first streamers of the morning. The redwoods rose like a solid black wall on the towering mountains on every side.
"Ay! " exclaimed Roldan, drawing a deep sigh. "Sleep and a hot breakfast. They will be good once more."