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"Methinks you are greatly changed!" says she

"How changed?"

"In the boat you did nought but cry out and rail 'gainst fortune, but now, Martin--"

"Now," says I, "the sun is low and night cometh apace in these latitudes, letwhat effort sheher up to her feet So she takes a step and, stifling a cry of pain, would have fallen but for my arm

"O Martin," says she, with rueful shake of the head, "I fear I cannot walk"

"Lean onher breath, "I cannot set this foot to ground"

"Have you any bones broke?"

"Nay, 'tis none so bad as that--"

"Where's your hurt?"

"My knee--my ankle! And I'm direly bruised, Martin"

"But you cannot sleep out here!"

"I needs must The sand is war you in the cave yonder"