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"
No
,
I
have
n't
,
"
he
yells
back
;
"
let
go
your
side
!
"
"
I
tell
you
you
've
got
it
all
wrong
!
"
you
roar
,
wishing
that
you
could
get
at
him
;
and
you
give
your
ropes
a
lug
that
pulls
all
his
pegs
out
.
"
Ah
,
the
bally
idiot
!
"
you
hear
him
mutter
to
himself
;
and
then
comes
a
savage
haul
,
and
away
goes
your
side
.
You
lay
down
the
mallet
and
start
to
go
round
and
tell
him
what
you
think
about
the
whole
business
,
and
,
at
the
same
time
,
he
starts
round
in
the
same
direction
to
come
and
explain
his
views
to
you
.
And
you
follow
each
other
round
and
round
,
swearing
at
one
another
,
until
the
tent
tumbles
down
in
a
heap
,
and
leaves
you
looking
at
each
other
across
its
ruins
,
when
you
both
indignantly
exclaim
,
in
the
same
breath
:
"
There
you
are
!
what
did
I
tell
you
?
"
Meanwhile
the
third
man
,
who
has
been
baling
out
the
boat
,
and
who
has
spilled
the
water
down
his
sleeve
,
and
has
been
cursing
away
to
himself
steadily
for
the
last
ten
minutes
,
wants
to
know
what
the
thundering
blazes
you
're
playing
at
,
and
why
the
blarmed
tent
is
n't
up
yet
.
At
last
,
somehow
or
other
,
it
does
get
up
,
and
you
land
the
things
.
It
is
hopeless
attempting
to
make
a
wood
fire
,
so
you
light
the
methylated
spirit
stove
,
and
crowd
round
that
.
Rainwater
is
the
chief
article
of
diet
at
supper
.
The
bread
is
two-thirds
rainwater
,
the
beefsteak-pie
is
exceedingly
rich
in
it
,
and
the
jam
,
and
the
butter
,
and
the
salt
,
and
the
coffee
have
all
combined
with
it
to
make
soup
.
After
supper
,
you
find
your
tobacco
is
damp
,
and
you
can
not
smoke
.
Luckily
you
have
a
bottle
of
the
stuff
that
cheers
and
inebriates
,
if
taken
in
proper
quantity
,
and
this
restores
to
you
sufficient
interest
in
life
to
induce
you
to
go
to
bed
.
There
you
dream
that
an
elephant
has
suddenly
sat
down
on
your
chest
,
and
that
the
volcano
has
exploded
and
thrown
you
down
to
the
bottom
of
the
sea
--
the
elephant
still
sleeping
peacefully
on
your
bosom
.
You
wake
up
and
grasp
the
idea
that
something
terrible
really
has
happened
.
Your
first
impression
is
that
the
end
of
the
world
has
come
;
and
then
you
think
that
this
can
not
be
,
and
that
it
is
thieves
and
murderers
,
or
else
fire
,
and
this
opinion
you
express
in
the
usual
method
.
No
help
comes
,
however
,
and
all
you
know
is
that
thousands
of
people
are
kicking
you
,
and
you
are
being
smothered
.
Somebody
else
seems
in
trouble
,
too
.
You
can
hear
his
faint
cries
coming
from
underneath
your
bed
.
Determining
,
at
all
events
,
to
sell
your
life
dearly
,
you
struggle
frantically
,
hitting
out
right
and
left
with
arms
and
legs
,
and
yelling
lustily
the
while
,
and
at
last
something
gives
way
,
and
you
find
your
head
in
the
fresh
air
.
Two
feet
off
,
you
dimly
observe
a
half-dressed
ruffian
,
waiting
to
kill
you
,
and
you
are
preparing
for
a
life-and-death
struggle
with
him
,
when
it
begins
to
dawn
upon
you
that
it
's
Jim
.
