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| He then cut a bough to replace the lost paddles, and after one more useless search for his lost companion, he got into the canoe, fearing every moment he would upset again, and crossed over to the mainland. He knew roughly the position of our camping place, and after paddling day and night, and making many weary portages, without food or covering, he reached us two days later. This, more or less, was the story, and we, knowing whereof he spoke, knew that every word was literally true, and at the same time went to the building up of a hideous and prodigious lie. Once the recital was over, he collapsed, and Silver Fizz, after a general expression of sympathy from the rest of us, came again to the rescue. |
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| 1. "''Then,'' says I, in a kind of yell, ''what was all this 2. "The Green Door" was inscribed upon it. Three or four cards were tossed to the pavement 3. appreciable time longer than they usually did. She would 4. might rest from work - he only laughed, and said 5. now, talked, in an inward tone, to the noonday spectres of his dream 6. when he had plucked all the choicest gardenias and 7. Since I have been treated as you have treated me, 8. I breathed so hard that I could hardly get upstairs, and remained standing outside my door 9. England is a concise survey of the important historical 0. the door, and saw the old fellow out. Woodifield was gone. |