'It was here a moment ago,' he would say; 'I had it once,' and he tried to turn again, still crying out for it,--he must not die without it.

It hurt me to hear his voice break, and I made out to roll near him to help him search.

'We'll find it,' I told him, and he thanked me for my help.
'Look for a square hard case,' he said eagerly.

'It must be here; I had it after I fell down.' Together we searched the rough ground over in the dark as well as we could.

I was glad enough to help him.