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It was stark madness, perhaps, but in the very grip of Death he defied Death and refused to die. He closed his eyes and composed himself with infinite precaution. He steeled himself to keep above the suffocating languor that lapped like a rising tide through all the wells of his being. IT WAS STARK MADNESS PERHAPS BUT IN THE VERY GRIP OF DEATH HE DEFIED DEATH AND REFUSED TO DIE HE CLOSED HIS EYES AND COMPOSED HIMSELF WITH INFINITE PRECAUTION HE STEELED HIMSELF TO KEEP ABOVE THE SUFFOCATING LANGUOR THAT LAPPED LIKE A RISING TIDE THROUGH ALL WALLS OF HIS BEING
f that loathsome and all but dead thing was repugnant to him. He was finicky. His mind had begun to wander again, and to be perplexed by hallucinations, while his lucid intervals grew rarer and shorter. He was awakened once from a faint by a wheeze close in his ear. The wolf leaped lamely back, losing its footing and falling in its weakness. It was ludicrous, but he was not amused. Nor was he even afraid. He was too far gone for that. But his mind was for the moment clear, and he lay and considered. The ship was no more than four miles away. He could see it quite distinctly when he rubbed the mists out of his eyes, and he could see the white sail of a small boat cutting the water of the shining sea. But he could never crawl those four miles. He knew that, and was very calm in the knowledge. He knew that he could not crawl half a mile. And yet he wanted to live. It was unreasonable that he should die after all he had undergone. Fate asked too much of him. And, dying, he declined to die.  OF GOING TO FEED THE MAW OF THAT LOATHSOME AND ALL BUT DEAD THING WAS REPUGNANT TO HIM HE WAS FINICKY HIS MIND HAD BEGUN TO WANDER AGAIN AND TO BE PERPLEXED BY HALLUCINATIONS WHILE HIS LUCID INTERVALS GREW RARER AND SHORTER HE WAS AWAKENED ONCE FROM A FAINT BY A WHEEZE CLOSE IN HIS EAR THE WOLF LEAPED LAMELY BACK LOSING ITS FOOTING AND FALLING IN ITS WEAKNESS IT WAS LUDICROUS BUT HE WAS NOT AMUSED NOR WAS HE EVEN AFRAID HE WAS TOO FAR GONE FOR THAT BUT HIS MIND WAS FOR THE MOMENT CLEAR AND HE LAY AND CONSIDERED THE SHIP WAS NO MORE THAN FOUR MILES AWAY HE COULD SEE IT QUITE DISTINCTLY WHEN HE RUBBED THE MISTS OUT OF HIS EYES AND HE COULD SEE THE WHITE SAIL OF A SMALL BOAT CUTTING THE WATER OF THE SHINING SEA BUT HE COULD NEVER CRAWL THOSE FOUR MILES HE KNEW THAT AND WAS VERY CALM IN THE KNOWLEDGE HE KNEW THAT HE COULD NOT CRAWL HALF A MILE AND YET HE WANTED TO LIVE IT WAS UNREASONABLE THAT HE SHOULD DIE AFTER ALL HE HAD UNDERGONE FATE ASKED TOO MUCH OF HIM AND DYING HE DECLINED TO DIE
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