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Foul Play

CHAPTER XIX
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They sucked it, and it was a wonderful and incredible relief to their parched gullets.
The next day was a fearful one.

Not a cloud in the sky to give hope of rain; the air so light it only just moved them along; and the sea glared, and the sun beat on the poor wretches, now tortured into madness with hunger and thirst.
The body of man, in this dire extremity, can suffer internal agony as acute as any that can be inflicted on its surface by the knife; and the cries, the screams, the groans, the prayers, the curses, intermingled, that issued from the boat, were not to be distinguished from the cries of men horribly wounded in battle, or writhing under some terrible operation in hospitals.
Oh, it was terrible and piteous to see and hear the boat-load of ghastly victims, with hollow cheeks and wild-beast eyes, go groaning, cursing, and shrieking loud, upon that fair glassy sea, below that purple vault and glorious sun.
Toward afternoon, the sailors got together, forward, and left Hazel and Miss Rolleston alone in the stern.

This gave him an opportunity of speaking to her confidentially.

He took advantage of it, and said, "Miss Rolleston, I wish to consult you.

Am I justified in secreting the marmalade any longer?
There is nearly a spoonful apiece." "No," said Helen, "divide it among them all.


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