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Strange how the vision persisted! Yet not strange. He knew there were no seas or ships in the heart of the barren lands, just as he had known there was no cartridge in the empty rifle. STRANGE HOW THE VISION PERSISTED YET NOT STRANGE HE KNEW THERE WERE NO SEAS OR SHIPS IN THE HEART OF THE BARREN LANDS JUST AS HE HAD KNOWN THERE WAS NO CARTRIDGE IN THE EMPTY RIFLE
 by the storm for two days or two weeks he did not know. For some time he lay without movement, the genial sunshine pouring upon him and saturating his miserable body with its warmth. A fine day, he thought. Perhaps he could manage to locate himself. By a painful effort he rolled over on his side. Below him flowed a wide and sluggish river. Its unfamiliarity puzzled him. Slowly he followed it with his eyes, winding in wide sweeps among the bleak, bare hills, bleaker and barer and lower-lying than any hills he had yet encountered. Slowly, deliberately, without excitement or more than the most casual interest, he followed the course of the strange stream toward the sky-line and saw it emptying into a bright and shining sea. He was still unexcited. Most unusual, he thought, a vision or a mirage--more likely a vision, a trick of his disordered mind. He was confirmed in this by sight of a ship lying at anchor in the midst of the shining sea. He closed his eyes for a while, then opened them.  WHETHER HE HAD BEEN BEATEN BY THE STORM FOR TWO DAYS OR TWO WEEKS HE DID NOT KNOW FOR SOME TIME HE LAY WITHOUT MOVEMENT THE GENIAL SUNSHINE POURING UPON HIM AND SATURATING HIS MISERABLE BODY WITH ITS WARMTH A FINE DAY HE THOUGHT PERHAPS HE COULD MANAGE TO LOCATE HIMSELF BY A PAINFUL EFFORT HE ROLLED OVER ON HIS SIDE BELOW HIM FLOWED A WIDE AND SLUGGISH RIVER ITS UNFAMILIARITY PUZZLED HIM SLOWLY HE FOLLOWED IT WITH HIS EYES WINDING IN WIDE SWEEPS AMONG THE BLEAK BARE HILLS BLEAKER AND BARER AND LOWER LINE THAN ANY HILLS HE HAD YET ENCOUNTERED SLOWLY DELIBERATELY WITHOUT EXCITEMENT OR MORE THAN THE MOST CASUAL INTEREST HE FOLLOWED THE COURSE OF THE STRANGE STREAM TOWARD THE SKY LINE AND SAW IT EMPTYING INTO A BRIGHT AND SHINING SEA HE WAS STILL UNEXCITED MOST UNUSUAL HE THOUGHT A VISION OR A MIRAGE MOST LIKELY A VISION A TRICK OF HIS DISORDERED MIND HE WAS CONFIRMED IN THIS BY SIGHT OF A SHIP LYING AT ANCHOR IN THE MIDST OF THE SHINING SEA HE CLOSED HIS EYES FOR A WHILE THEN OPENED THEM
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