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That night, true to his word, Po Campo fried some grasshoppers. They wet his cheeks and glistened on the ends of his mustache. But it was such a beautiful, peaceful night, the moon new and high, that Newt decided to chance it. To remind you of your sisters, Po said.

I guess I can find my way back. Let's go see what he wrote for old Deets, Augustus said. He knew that if it had not been for Deets's skill in finding water they might have all starved years before in campaigns on the _llano_. But his departure surprised and saddened Newt.