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By
this
time
the
sunlight
was
pouring
its
cold
rays
,
for
here
they
were
cold
,
straight
into
the
mouth
of
the
cave
.
Suddenly
I
heard
an
exclamation
of
fear
from
someone
,
and
turned
my
head
.
And
this
is
what
I
saw
:
Sitting
at
the
end
of
the
cavern
--
it
was
not
more
than
twenty
feet
long
--
was
another
form
,
of
which
the
head
rested
on
its
chest
and
the
long
arms
hung
down
.
I
stared
at
it
,
and
saw
that
this
too
was
a
dead
man
,
and
,
what
was
more
,
a
white
man
.
The
others
saw
also
,
and
the
sight
proved
too
much
for
our
shattered
nerves
.
One
and
all
we
scrambled
out
of
the
cave
as
fast
as
our
half-frozen
limbs
would
carry
us
.
Outside
the
cavern
we
halted
,
feeling
rather
foolish
.
"
I
am
going
back
,
"
said
Sir
Henry
.
"
Why
?
"
asked
Good
.
"
Because
it
has
struck
me
that
--
what
we
saw
--
may
be
my
brother
.
"
This
was
a
new
idea
,
and
we
re-entered
the
place
to
put
it
to
the
proof
.
After
the
bright
light
outside
,
our
eyes
,
weak
as
they
were
with
staring
at
the
snow
,
could
not
pierce
the
gloom
of
the
cave
for
a
while
.
Presently
,
however
,
they
grew
accustomed
to
the
semi-darkness
,
and
we
advanced
towards
the
dead
man
.
Sir
Henry
knelt
down
and
peered
into
his
face
.
"
Thank
God
,
"
he
said
,
with
a
sigh
of
relief
,
"
it
is
not
my
brother
.
"
