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No undergrowth. Nothing to relieve the eye save the darker green of a few she-oaks which are sighing above the narrow, almost waterless creek. Nineteen miles to the nearest sign of civilization—a shanty on the main road.
He hates snakes and has killed many, but he will be bitten someday and die; most snake-dogs end that way.