The cinema : 1952 (1952)

Il6 THE CINEMA come out of the black holes of the ghosts.' c Yes/ I said, ebut even ghosts will do you no harm, no more than the ghost of your face in the glass.' 'Maybe you're right, Comock,' she said, and she looked and she smiled at the ghost of her face in the glass. 'We are rich,' I said. We were all sitting on the sand around a big driftwood fire. 'Yes,' said my wife, 'we are rich, but if only the rest of our people were with us, they would have everything too, we could all be happy together.' 'We can't have everything,' I said, 'no one has everything.' 'It is true,' said Annunglung. 'No matter how much we have, there is always more that we are wanting.' 'But if only I could have those that went off in the ice,' said my wife. 'When the storms come across from our land I cannot keep their calling out of my ears, and dead they may be, but they are still on the ice. I am sure that I can hear them.' Our second winter on the island wTas a good winter. We were happy, even my wife. But as the winter drew on she talked more of our old land, much hunger she had for our old land and for our people who had been lost on the ice of the sea. 'Maybe they landed on our old land,' she said, 'maybe their ice came back again and they landed there, after all, who can tell?' she said. 'It is foolish your talk,' I said. 'You have forgotten all that hunger we had in our old land, and if you have not forgotten that hunger, have you forgotten the ice that lies between? That ice,' I said 'for myself I would rather trust a hungry dog.' 'Maybe you are right, Comock,' she said. The oldest of my sons was growing big. He was almost a man and he was learning fast in his kayak and learning fast with his sledge and he was good at his hunting he had already killed his first deer. One night it was winter again he had been away two days with Annunglung on the ice out at sea. He came into our igloo with the children laughing and screaming and