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Then
the
irony
of
the
situation
forced
itself
upon
me
.
There
around
us
lay
treasures
enough
to
pay
off
a
moderate
national
debt
,
or
to
build
a
fleet
of
ironclads
,
and
yet
we
would
have
bartered
them
all
gladly
for
the
faintest
chance
of
escape
.
Soon
,
doubtless
,
we
should
be
rejoiced
to
exchange
them
for
a
bit
of
food
or
a
cup
of
water
,
and
,
after
that
,
even
for
the
privilege
of
a
speedy
close
to
our
sufferings
.
Truly
wealth
,
which
men
spend
their
lives
in
acquiring
,
is
a
valueless
thing
at
the
last
.
And
so
the
night
wore
on
.
"
Good
,
"
said
Sir
Henry
's
voice
at
last
,
and
it
sounded
awful
in
the
intense
stillness
,
"
how
many
matches
have
you
in
the
box
?
"
"
Eight
,
Curtis
.
"
"
Strike
one
and
let
us
see
the
time
.
"
He
did
so
,
and
in
contrast
to
the
dense
darkness
the
flame
nearly
blinded
us
.
It
was
five
o'clock
by
my
watch
.
The
beautiful
dawn
was
now
blushing
on
the
snow-wreaths
far
over
our
heads
,
and
the
breeze
would
be
stirring
the
night
mists
in
the
hollows
.
"
We
had
better
eat
something
and
keep
up
our
strength
,
"
I
suggested
.
"
What
is
the
good
of
eating
?
"
answered
Good
;
"
the
sooner
we
die
and
get
it
over
the
better
.
"
"
While
there
is
life
there
is
hope
,
"
said
Sir
Henry
.
Accordingly
we
ate
and
sipped
some
water
,
and
another
period
of
time
elapsed
.
Then
Sir
Henry
suggested
that
it
might
be
well
to
get
as
near
the
door
as
possible
and
halloa
,
on
the
faint
chance
of
somebody
catching
a
sound
outside
.
Accordingly
Good
,
who
,
from
long
practice
at
sea
,
has
a
fine
piercing
note
,
groped
his
way
down
the
passage
and
set
to
work
.
I
must
say
that
he
made
a
most
diabolical
noise
.
