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I
never
heard
such
yells
;
but
it
might
have
been
a
mosquito
buzzing
for
all
the
effect
they
produced
.
After
a
while
he
gave
it
up
and
came
back
very
thirsty
,
and
had
to
drink
.
Then
we
stopped
yelling
,
as
it
encroached
on
the
supply
of
water
.
So
we
sat
down
once
more
against
the
chests
of
useless
diamonds
in
that
dreadful
inaction
which
was
one
of
the
hardest
circumstances
of
our
fate
;
and
I
am
bound
to
say
that
,
for
my
part
,
I
gave
way
in
despair
.
Laying
my
head
against
Sir
Henry
's
broad
shoulder
I
burst
into
tears
;
and
I
think
that
I
heard
Good
gulping
away
on
the
other
side
,
and
swearing
hoarsely
at
himself
for
doing
so
.
Ah
,
how
good
and
brave
that
great
man
was
!
Had
we
been
two
frightened
children
,
and
he
our
nurse
,
he
could
not
have
treated
us
more
tenderly
.
Forgetting
his
own
share
of
miseries
,
he
did
all
he
could
to
soothe
our
broken
nerves
,
telling
stories
of
men
who
had
been
in
somewhat
similar
circumstances
,
and
miraculously
escaped
;
and
when
these
failed
to
cheer
us
,
pointing
out
how
,
after
all
,
it
was
only
anticipating
an
end
which
must
come
to
us
all
,
that
it
would
soon
be
over
,
and
that
death
from
exhaustion
was
a
merciful
one
(
which
is
not
true
)
.
Then
,
in
a
diffident
sort
of
way
,
as
once
before
I
had
heard
him
do
,
he
suggested
that
we
should
throw
ourselves
on
the
mercy
of
a
higher
Power
,
which
for
my
part
I
did
with
great
vigour
.
His
is
a
beautiful
character
,
very
quiet
,
but
very
strong
.
And
so
somehow
the
day
went
as
the
night
had
gone
,
if
,
indeed
,
one
can
use
these
terms
where
all
was
densest
night
,
and
when
I
lit
a
match
to
see
the
time
it
was
seven
o'clock
.
Once
more
we
ate
and
drank
,
and
as
we
did
so
an
idea
occurred
to
me
.
"
How
is
it
,
"
said
I
,
"
that
the
air
in
this
place
keeps
fresh
?
It
is
thick
and
heavy
,
but
it
is
perfectly
fresh
.
"
"
Great
heavens
!
"
said
Good
,
starting
up
,
"
I
never
thought
of
that
.
It
ca
n't
come
through
the
stone
door
,
for
it
's
air-tight
,
if
ever
a
door
was
.
It
must
come
from
somewhere
.
It
there
were
no
current
of
air
in
the
place
we
should
have
been
stifled
or
poisoned
when
we
first
came
in
.
Let
us
have
a
look
.
"
It
was
wonderful
what
a
change
this
mere
spark
of
hope
wrought
in
us
.
In
a
moment
we
were
all
three
groping
about
on
our
hands
and
knees
,
feeling
for
the
slightest
indication
of
a
draught
.
Presently
my
ardour
received
a
check
.
I
put
my
hand
on
something
cold
.
It
was
dead
Foulata
's
face
.
