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Had Hiram known of ha daughters feelings, his heart would have broken on the spot. However, the sound of her sobs did not make it into the cave and Hiram went on in ignorant bliss as he played with newborn son. Tapat was a lively little thing -- like a potatoe with an endearing personality. Hiram couldn't help but beam with joy as the child desperately tried (and failed) to mimic his father's actions.

The boy flopped around, ending up sprawled on his back between Hiram's-fore limbs. It wasn't long before at Tapat was back on his feet to make another clumsy attempts. "And resilient too," Hiram added in admiration of the boy's tenacity.