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It was theafter the shipwreck The fiveti

time had passed since anybody had moved Indeed, it, looked alain So bruised and bloodless of skin

were they, so bleak and sharp of feature, so stark and hollow of eye, so

rigid and ht have been corpses Mentally,

too, they were alht out to

sea They stared with the unwinking fixedness of those whose gaze is

caught in hypnotic trance

It was Frank Merrill who broke the silence finally Merrill still looked

like a man of marble and his voice still kept its unnatural tone, level,

et the screa It rings in my head And the way

his mother pressed his head down on her breast - oh,to say this They knew the very

words in which he would put it All through the night-watches he had

said the sa at intervals The effect alas of a red-hot

wire dran the frayed ends of their nerves But again one by one

they themselves fell into line

"It was that old woman I remember," said Honey Smith There were

bruises, mottled blue and black, all over Honey's body There was a