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Then we had a look at the part where we had come in, but there the sand

was loose, and we had learned by bitter experience that to touch it was

only to bring down uished the scrap of candle left, part

of which had run down on Shock's hand; "we're shut up"

"Shut up!" I said indignantly; "have you just found that out?"

"Well, don't hit a fellow," he cried "I say, have a bit?"

"Bit of what?" I cried, as I realised how hungry I had grown

"Taller," he said "Some on it run down There ain't ive yer a fair whack"

"Why, you don't mean to eat that, you nasty fellow," I cried

"Don't!" he said; "but I do Here's your half I've eat worse things

than that"

"Why, Shock," I cried, as a flash of hope ran through ot what?" he cried "Way out?"

"No," I said gloomily; "but my sandwiches--bread and meat Mrs Solomon

cut for me"

"Bread andit on a stone in the side soht

a match"

Crick--crick--crack went theblue flame of the sulphur, for matches were made

differently in those days, when paraffin had not been drea the wood