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One thing, however, did come to disturb my peace, for just as I finally made ready to go, and had kicked the embers of the fire into a last effort, I fancied I saw, peering at me round the farther end of the stockade wall, a dark and shadowy mass that might have been—that strongly resembled, in fact—the body of a large animal. Two glowing eyes shone for an instant in the middle of it. ONE THING HOWEVER DID COME TO DISTURB MY PEACE FOR JUST AS I FINALLY MADE READY TO GO AND HAD KICKED THE EMBERS OF THE FIRE INTO A LAST EFFORT I FANCIED I SAW PEERING AT ME ROUND THE FARTHER END OF THE STOCKADE WALL A DARK AND SHADOWY MASS THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN THAT STRONGLY RESEMBLED IN FACT THE BODY OF A LARGE ANIMAL TWO GLOWING EYES SHONE FOR AN INSTANT IN THE MIDDLE OF IT
elf, and then asked me to light him over to his tent. We said nothing on the way, but I felt that he was glad of my companionship. I returned alone to the stockade, and for a long time after that kept the fire blazing, and sat up smoking and thinking. I hardly knew why; but sleep was far from me for one thing, and for another, an idea was taking form in my mind that required the comfort of tobacco and a bright fire for its growth. I lay against a corner of the stockade seat, listening to the wind whispering and to the ceaseless drip-drip of the trees. The night, otherwise, was very still, and the sea quiet as a lake. I remember that I was conscious, peculiarly conscious, of this host of desolate islands crowding about us in the darkness, and that we were the one little spot of humanity in a rather wonderful kind of wilderness. But this, I think, was the only symptom that came to warn me of highly strung nerves, and it certainly was not sufficiently alarming to destroy my peace of mind.  BEFORE HE MIXED ONE FOR HIMSELF AND THEN ASKED ME TO LIGHT HIM OVER TO HIS TENT WE SAID NOTHING ON THE WAY BUT I FELT HE WAS GLAD OF MY COMPANIONSHIP I RETURNED ALONE TO THE STOCKADE AND FOR A LONG TIME AFTER THAT KEPT THE FIRE BLAZING AND SAT UP SMOKING AND THINKING I HARDLY KNEW WHY BUT SLEEP WAS FAR FROM ME FOR ONE THING AND FOR ANOTHER AN IDEA WAS TAKING FORM IN MY MIND THAT REQUIRED THE COMFORT OF TOBACCO AND A BRIGHT FIRE FOR ITS GROWTH I LAY AGAINST A CORNER OF THAT STOCKADE SEAT LISTENING TO THE WIND WHISPERING INTO THE CEASELESS DRIP DRIP OF THE TREES THE NIGHT OTHERWISE WAS VERY STILL AND THE SEA QUIET AS A LAKE I REMEMBER THAT I WAS CONSCIOUS PARTICULARLY CONSCIOUS OF THIS HOST OF DESOLATE ISLANDS CROWDING ABOUT US IN THE DARKNESS AND THAT WE WERE THE ONE LITTLE SPOT OF HUMANITY IN A RATHER WONDERFUL KIND OF WILDERNESS BUT THIS I THINK WAS THE ONLY SYMPTOM THAT CAME TO WARN ME OF HIGHLY STRUNG NERVES AND IT CERTAINLY WAS NOT SUFFICIENTLY ALARMING TO DESTROY MY PEACE OF MIND
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