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Neb
was
there
,
kneeling
beside
a
body
extended
on
a
bed
of
grass
.
The
body
was
that
of
the
engineer
,
Cyrus
Harding
.
Neb
did
not
move
.
Pencroft
only
uttered
one
word
.
"
Living
?
"
he
cried
.
Neb
did
not
reply
.
Spilett
and
the
sailor
turned
pale
.
Herbert
clasped
his
hands
,
and
remained
motionless
.
The
poor
Negro
,
absorbed
in
his
grief
,
evidently
had
neither
seen
his
companions
nor
heard
the
sailor
speak
.
The
reporter
knelt
down
beside
the
motionless
body
,
and
placed
his
ear
to
the
engineer
's
chest
,
having
first
torn
open
his
clothes
.
A
minute
--
an
age
!
--
passed
,
during
which
he
endeavored
to
catch
the
faintest
throb
of
the
heart
.
Neb
had
raised
himself
a
little
and
gazed
without
seeing
.
Despair
had
completely
changed
his
countenance
.
He
could
scarcely
be
recognized
,
exhausted
with
fatigue
,
broken
with
grief
.
He
believed
his
master
was
dead
.
Gideon
Spilett
at
last
rose
,
after
a
long
and
attentive
examination
.
"
He
lives
!
"
said
he
.
