"Look here now!" the North-Going Zax said. "I say! You are blocking my path. You are right in my way. I'm a North-Going Zax and I always go north. Get out of my way, now, and let me go forth!"

"Who's in whose way?" snapped the South-Going Zax... And I ask you to move and let me go south in my south-going groove."

Then the North-Going Zax puffed his chest up with pride. "I never," he said. "take a step to one side. And I'll prove to you that I won't change my ways if I have to keep standing here fifty-nine days!"

And neither one budged.

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