" I fancy my smile was pale. I must look that word up. Fearing to lose all, he raised himself suddenly on his elbow to look for paper and pencil. With the stroke of the loss I was so proud of he uttered the cry of a creature hurled over an abyss, and the grasp with which I recovered him might have been that of catching him in his fall.
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