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I’m anxious, joyfully anxious, like a man when he has found a treasure. "Water!" he gasped. Moreover, he's a Yale University man, and he'd be good company. In passing, why do we fear death? For our sins? Rather, isn't it the tremendous inherent human curiosity to know what is going to happen to-morrow that causes us to wince at the thought of annihilation? A subconscious resentment against the idea of entering darkness while our neighbour will proceed with his petty affairs as usual? "It's nip and tuck," said the doctor; "but we'll pull him through. To surrender himself to the law, to face trial and imprisonment, was out of the question. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him.
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