Ama, ter, carried t stop t  question for a moment trut Mrs. Coulter old ed, beyond a doubt, and it oo likely t t sleeping spells, and t a moter in t fierce and tender ion amounting almost to ed daughter.

    S as often as so ttle valley, to run errands for to cter and listen, for tales to tell. Again and again s it ed t it would probably never be allowed again.

    And during time s milking to make bread, s incessantly about t must , and about w er old o imagine.

    One day sook some flat bread sened rail to Cery. By er o gain an audience  ulku, e fever only the year before, and who was immensely wise.

    Ama entered t mans cell, bo daemon sed around ening  into o  Ama tried to remain still and silent until Pagdzin tulku spoke.

    quot;Yes, c; h every word.

    In t eyes  of led on till at last, so s;Please, Pagdzin tulku, I  to gain o knos. Can you teac;

    quot;No,quot; he said.

    Sing t. quot;ell, could you tell me just one remedy?quot; she asked humbly.

    quot;Maybe. But I  tell you  is. I can give you t tell you t.quot;

    quot;All rig is a great blessing,quot; simes.

    quot; is t?quot; the old man said.

    quot;Its a sleeping sickness,quot; Ama explained. quot;Its come upon t;

    Sra clever, s in case the cave.

    quot;And ;

    quot;tulku,quot; s;so ;

    quot; s come to me? ;

    quot;Because tulku. I only erday and I came at once to seek your advice.quot;

    quot;I sient and examine o tions of t