Sheppard, faintly. "It would avail him little if he did," replied Kneebone. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth. The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. She brought her hands up to her head and ripped out two long chunks of her hair, pulling out shreds of scalp. " "That's but a short distance from here, sir.
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