Shocked beyond measure, we dragged ourselves from the corpse--how strange is that horror we mortals have of the companionship of a dead body--and left it sitting there, its arms clasped about its knees.
By this time the sunlight was pouring its cold rays, for here they were cold, straight into the mouth of the cave.

Suddenly I heard an exclamation of fear from someone, and turned my head.
And this is what I saw: Sitting at the end of the cavern--it was not more than twenty feet long--was another form, of which the head rested on its chest and the long arms hung down.

I stared at it, and saw that this too was a _dead man_, and, what was more, a white man.
The others saw also, and the sight proved too much for our shattered nerves.

One and all we scrambled out of the cave as fast as our half-frozen limbs would carry us..