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32026	Simak, Clifford D.	The World That Couldn't Be			.txt	text/plain	14548	1268	94	_Like every farmer on every planet, Duncan had to hunt down "I do," Duncan said, speaking now in the native language. "If we do not hunt the Cytha, we lose all this," Duncan pointed out. Gavin Duncan, planter, he said to himself, and liked the sound of it. Duncan said to Sipar: "Quit sniveling and come on." Duncan got his first shot late in the afternoon of that first day. With the beast gone, Duncan looked around for Sipar. The native crouched and as Duncan went past it, he saw that a look of The native held one hand cupped and Duncan poured a little mound into "That's what I thought, too," said Duncan. Circling, Duncan picked up the Cytha trail not more than a hundred "Now," said Duncan, "if you'll push on the tree, I think that between The Cytha stood silently and Duncan watched it for a moment.	./cache/32026.txt	./txt/32026.txt