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Mechanically
I
swept
the
ground
with
my
hands
.
How
dry
and
hard
the
rock
seemed
to
me
!
Mechanically
I
swept
the
ground
with
my
hands
.
How
dry
and
hard
the
rock
seemed
to
me
!
But
how
had
I
left
the
course
of
the
stream
?
For
it
was
a
terrible
fact
that
it
no
longer
ran
at
my
side
.
Then
I
understood
the
reason
of
that
fearful
,
silence
,
when
for
the
last
time
I
listened
to
hear
if
any
sound
from
my
companions
could
reach
my
ears
.
At
the
moment
when
I
left
the
right
road
I
had
not
noticed
the
absence
of
the
stream
.
It
is
evident
that
at
that
moment
a
deviation
had
presented
itself
before
me
,
whilst
the
Hansbach
,
following
the
caprice
of
another
incline
,
had
gone
with
my
companions
away
into
unknown
depths
.
But
how
had
I
left
the
course
of
the
stream
?
For
it
was
a
terrible
fact
that
it
no
longer
ran
at
my
side
.
Then
I
understood
the
reason
of
that
fearful
,
silence
,
when
for
the
last
time
I
listened
to
hear
if
any
sound
from
my
companions
could
reach
my
ears
.
At
the
moment
when
I
left
the
right
road
I
had
not
noticed
the
absence
of
the
stream
.
It
is
evident
that
at
that
moment
a
deviation
had
presented
itself
before
me
,
whilst
the
Hansbach
,
following
the
caprice
of
another
incline
,
had
gone
with
my
companions
away
into
unknown
depths
.
How
was
I
to
return
?
There
was
not
a
trace
of
their
footsteps
or
of
my
own
,
for
the
foot
left
no
mark
upon
the
granite
floor
.
I
racked
my
brain
for
a
solution
of
this
impracticable
problem
.
One
word
described
my
position
.
Lost
!
How
was
I
to
return
?
There
was
not
a
trace
of
their
footsteps
or
of
my
own
,
for
the
foot
left
no
mark
upon
the
granite
floor
.
I
racked
my
brain
for
a
solution
of
this
impracticable
problem
.
One
word
described
my
position
.
Lost
!
Lost
at
an
immeasurable
depth
!
Thirty
leagues
of
rock
seemed
to
weigh
upon
my
shoulders
with
a
dreadful
pressure
.
I
felt
crushed
.
Lost
at
an
immeasurable
depth
!
Thirty
leagues
of
rock
seemed
to
weigh
upon
my
shoulders
with
a
dreadful
pressure
.
I
felt
crushed
.
I
tried
to
carry
back
my
ideas
to
things
on
the
surface
of
the
earth
.
I
could
scarcely
succeed
.
Hamburg
,
the
house
in
the
Königstrasse
,
my
poor
Gräuben
,
all
that
busy
world
underneath
which
I
was
wandering
about
,
was
passing
in
rapid
confusion
before
my
terrified
memory
.
I
could
revive
with
vivid
reality
all
the
incidents
of
our
voyage
,
Iceland
,
M.
Fridrikssen
,
Snæfell
.
I
said
to
myself
that
if
,
in
such
a
position
as
I
was
now
in
,
I
was
fool
enough
to
cling
to
one
glimpse
of
hope
,
it
would
be
madness
,
and
that
the
best
thing
I
could
do
was
to
despair
.
I
tried
to
carry
back
my
ideas
to
things
on
the
surface
of
the
earth
.
I
could
scarcely
succeed
.
Hamburg
,
the
house
in
the
Königstrasse
,
my
poor
Gräuben
,
all
that
busy
world
underneath
which
I
was
wandering
about
,
was
passing
in
rapid
confusion
before
my
terrified
memory
.
I
could
revive
with
vivid
reality
all
the
incidents
of
our
voyage
,
Iceland
,
M.
Fridrikssen
,
Snæfell
.
I
said
to
myself
that
if
,
in
such
a
position
as
I
was
now
in
,
I
was
fool
enough
to
cling
to
one
glimpse
of
hope
,
it
would
be
madness
,
and
that
the
best
thing
I
could
do
was
to
despair
.
