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He was afraid, because of his great weakness, that he might fall in and drown. It was for this reason that he did not trust himself to the river astride one of the many drift logs which lined its sand spits. HE WAS AFRAID BECAUSE OF HIS GREAT WEAKNESS THAT HE MIGHT FALL IN AND DROWN IT WAS FOR THIS REASON THAT HE DID NOT TRUST HIMSELF TO THE RIVER ASTRIDE ONE OF THE MANY DRIFT LOGS WHICH LINED ITS SAND SPITS
ght was almost too much for his feeble fingers. Bill had carried it to the last. Ha! ha! He would have the laugh on Bill. He would survive and carry it to the ship in the shining sea. His mirth was hoarse and ghastly, like a raven's croak, and the sick wolf joined him, howling lugubriously. The man ceased suddenly. How could he have the laugh on Bill if that were Bill; if those bones, so pinky-white and clean, were Bill? He turned away. Well, Bill had deserted him; but he would not take the gold, nor would he suck Bill's bones. Bill would have, though, had it been the other way around, he mused as he staggered on. He came to a pool of water. Stooping over in quest of minnows, he jerked his head back as though he had been stung. He had caught sight of his reflected face. So horrible was it that sensibility awoke long enough to be shocked. There were three minnows in the pool, which was too large to drain; and after several ineffectual attempts to catch them in the tin bucket he forbore. TEETH HE PICKED IT UP THOUGH ITS WEIGHT WAS ALMOST TOO MUCH FOR HIS FEEBLE FINGERS BILL HAD CARRIED IT TO THE LAST HA HA HE WOULD HAVE THE LAUGH ON BILL HE WOULD SURVIVE AND CARRY IT TO THE SHIP IN THE SHINING SEA HIS MIRTH WAS HOARSE AND GHASTLY LIKE A RAVEN'S CROAK AND THE SICK WOLF JOINED HIM HOWLING LUGUBRIOUSLY THE MAN SEIZED SUDDENLY HOW COULD HE HAVE THE LAUGH ON BILL IF THAT WERE BILL IF THOSE BONES SO PINKY WHITE AND CLEAN WERE BILL HE TURNED AWAY WELL BILL HAD DESERTED HIM BUT HE WOULD NOT TAKE THE GOLD NOR WOULD HE SUCK BILL'S BONES BILL WOULD HAVE THOUGH HAD IT BEEN THE OTHER AROUND HE MUSED AS HE STAGGERED ON HE CAME TO A POOL OF WATER STOOPING OVER IN QUEST OF MINNOWS HE JERKED HIS HEAD BACK AS THOUGH HE HAD BEEN STUNG HE HAD CAUGHT SIGHT OF HIS REFLECTED FACE SO HORRIBLE WAS IT THAT SENSIBILITY AWOKE LONG ENOUGH TO BE SHOCKED THERE WERE THREE MINNOWS IN THE POOL WHICH WAS TOO LARGE TO DRAIN AND AFTER SEVERAL INEFFECTUAL ATTEMPTS TO CATCH THEM IN THE TIN BUCKET HE FORBORE
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