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hickened； and blowing snow began to reach them from the mountaintops； creating a gauzy veil。 The brawniest hunt—ers boarded their snow rafts again and headed out to the snow lake。 It was essential to fill the carts before the blowing snow filled in the depressions。 Each gazelle hooked and brought up meant six or seven bricks of Sichuan tea or a dozen or so cartons of Haihe cigarettes from Tianjin； or fifteen or sixteen bottles of Mongolian clear liquor。 Under Bilgee’s mand； all the rafts were maneuvered by the hunters from the deepest section of the lake to shallower spots； where it was easier to hook the frozen gazelles。 The old man also divided the people into teams； the most adept users of the poles concentrating on hooking ani—mals； and those better at manipulating the rafts focusing on transport—ing the animals back。 As the rafts neared the shore； ropes were put to use； with several men standing at the edge of the lake flinging them like mooring lines to the carcass…laden rafts； where hunters tied one end to the raft and flung the other end back so that the men there could pull them back to shore。 The process was repeated over and over。
By the time all human shadows on the snow lake had been swal—lowed up by mountain shadows； the carts were piled high； but there were a few men who wanted to hunt into the night by lamplight； piling the surplus gazelles on the lakeshore； with armed guards； to be picked up the following morning。 Bilgee stopped them。 “Tengger has given us a good day；” he chastised them。 “Tengger is fair。 Since wolves have eaten our sheep and horses； these are the reparations。 Now Tengger has started the winds blowing； telling us to leave the remaining gazelles for the wolves。 Which of you is willing to disobey Tengger？ Which of you is willing
