Then again why?
But the blank stretches in his thinking process began to come more frequently, and he surrendered to the delightful lassitude that was creeping over him.
He roused with a start.

Something had whispered in him that he must awake.

Abruptly he saw Sixty Mile, not a hundred feet away.
The current had brought him to the very door.

But the same current was now sweeping him past and on into the down-river wilderness.

No one was in sight.