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"I'm not there, Shock," I said "I juo and pretend as you was buried in the sand for?"

cried the boy savagely

I did not reply, and I heard hi to hi of what a curious and different side I was seeing of

Shock's character I had always found him so quiet and reserved, and

yet it was evident that he could talk and think like the best of us, and

somehow it seemed as if in spite of the way in which he turned away he

had a sort of liking for me

This idea influenced me so that I felt a kind of pity for ood deal in the direction of liking hihtened hi I said to him: "Shock!"

"Hullo!"

"I'm sorry I made you think I was buried"

"Are yer?"

"Yes Will you shake hands?"

"What for?"

This staggered me, and I could make no reply, and so we remained silent

for some time

"Here, let's see," said Shock all at once "Where's that there candle?"

"Here it is," I said, and as he struck a light I held the scrap of