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Over the ice they went like lightning, drawn by the pack-dog, Speed.
"I don't know of any name that would be better for him," said Sweetclover.
"He goes as swiftly as the Condor did, do you remember?"
Kernel Cob did remember, but he didn't want Sweetclover to think any more about the past for, thought he: "If she remembers the Condor she w