Lion, Tiger, Bear ]241 much. Le capitaine once burned all my books as punishment so I learned to be discreet. Very discreet. I then hid books in several trunks; each soldier would hide one for me at the bottom. Once a common man or woman can read, Bernard, a new world opens up and the mind follows, but that person must be careful where… He looked around, admiring the distance and the craggy mountains, …that leads them.This is how I feel when you and the women have shown me new wisdom, new knowledge. It is as if I am reading for the first time. My mother taught me to read and write when I was two; she died of fever five years later. I miss her. Bernie itched his crotch. Sorry for that. Gotta love a bookworm who can put knowledge into practice. Thats the key point. Gwafa stopped and tightened his mules saddle strap, then looked Bernie hard in the eye. Bea would die for you. Always remember that. He became irritated. Maybe so, but she can light my tinder like no one else. Moving on, the clop-clop-clop of the rhythmic hooves soothed them. Gwafa said: Her passion rules her sometimes, that is her stone to carry. Perhaps both of you have not found the inner calm you talk so much about. If you let others truly anger you, let them under your skin like a burrowing insect, you are not the master of yourself. I learned to be soft spoken and patient in prison to get what I wanted, needed, or the guards would rule me with a club while I starved alone in an iron box. Pain, fear, and hunger are together a great teacher, the best. Pas mieux. A philosopher and an aircraft thief, what could be better? Oh-h-h, I guess you have a damned point. The truth is we are all scared. We three petites souris were frightened in the tank at Siwa, but we found inner strength and did our jobs anyway; to face our fear with dignity and courage is what is important, to fight against the enemy odds, and Bea showed me that in a way I never knew. As for us today, four mice can cause panic for an elephant. Bernie looked up at the unforgiving sun. I know what you mean. I feel a strange inner calm in hot close combat. Gwafa pointed. We must keep an eye on Alice, she has not known the painful sting, the look in a mans eyes when you kill him. He nodded. Once they reached the top of the hill, a green valley with a small river surrounded by tall rocky peaks lay beneath them. Thorny shrubs tore at them, and walnut