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He found a hidden crevice among the stones through which it had escaped to the adjoining and larger pool  a pool which he could not empty in a night and a day. Had he known of the crevice, he could have closed it with a rock at the beginning and the fish would have been his. HE FOUND A HIDDEN CREVICE AMONG THE STONES THROUGH WHICH IT HAD ESCAPED TO THE ADJOINING AND LARGER POOL A POOL WHICH HE COULD NOT EMPTY IN A NIGHT AND A DAY HAD KNOWN OF THE CREVICE HE COULD HAVE CLOSED IT WITH A ROCK AT THE BEGINNING AND THE FISH WOULD HAVE BEEN HIS
r frogs nor worms existed so far north. He looked into every pool of water vainly, until, as the long twilight came on, he discovered a solitary fish, the size of a minnow, in such a pool. He plunged his arm in up to the shoulder, but it eluded him. He reached for it with both hands and stirred up the milky mud at the bottom. In his excitement he fell in, wetting himself to the waist. Then the water was too muddy to admit of his seeing the fish, and he was compelled to wait until the sediment had settled. The pursuit was renewed, till the water was again muddied. But he could not wait. He unstrapped the tin bucket and began to bale the pool. He baled wildly at first, splashing himself and flinging the water so short a distance that it ran back into the pool. He worked more carefully, striving to be cool, though his heart was pounding against his chest and his hands were trembling. At the end of half an hour the pool was nearly dry. Not a cupful of water remained. And there was no fish. E KNEW IN SPITE THAT NEITHER FROGS NOR WORMS EXISTED SO FAR NORTH HE LOOKED INTO EVERY POOL OF WATER VAINLY UNTIL AS THE LONG TWILIGHT CAME ON HE DISCOVERED A SOLITARY FISH THE SIZE OF A MINNOW IN SUCH A POOL HE PLUNGED HIS ARM IN UP TO THE SHOULDER BUT IT ELUDED HIM HE REACHED FOR IT WITH BOTH HANDS AND STIRRED UP THE MILKY MUD AT THE BOTTOM IN HIS EXCITEMENT HE FELL IN WETTING HIMSELF TO THE WAIST THEN THE WATER WAS TOO MUDDY TO ADMIT OF HIS SEEING THE FISH AND HE WAS COMPELLED TO WAIT UNTIL THE SEDIMENT HAD SETTLED THE PURSUIT WAS RENEWED TILL THE WATER WAS AGAIN MUDDIED BUT HE COULD NOT WAIT HE UNSTRAPPED THE TIN BUCKET AND BEGAN TO BAL THE POOL HE BALED WILDLY AT FIRST SPLASHING HIMSELF AND FLINGING THE WATER SO SHORT A DISTANCE THAT IT RAN BACK INTO THE POOL HE WORKED MORE CAREFULLY STRIVING TO BE COOL THOUGH HIS HEART WAS POUNDING AGAINST HIS CHEST AND HIS HANDS WERE TREMBLING AT THE END OF HALF AN HOUR THE POOL WAS NEARLY DRY NOT A CUPFUL OF WATER REMAINED AND THERE WAS NO FISH
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