But there's a good lot of water there; let's each have a drink; we can't move unless we do." So we drank, measuring out the water in a little india-rubber cup which we had with us.

It held about as much as a port wine glass, and each of us drank, or rather slowly sipped, three cupfuls; we who felt as though we could have swallowed a gallon apiece, and asked for more.

Small as was the allowance, it worked wonders in us; we were men again.
We stood up and looked about us, but the great storm had changed everything.

Where there had been sand-hills a hundred feet high, now were plains and valleys; where there had been valleys appeared sand-hills.

Only the high ridge upon which we had lain was as before, because it stood above the others and had a core of rock.