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But over me there came a rush of fear and anger and hurt pride; and died, leaving a strange, dull aching. Over my arm I threw my rifle-frock, looked dully about to find my belt, discovered it at my feet. As I buckled it, from the hatchet-sling something fell; and I stooped to pick it up. It was a wild-rose stem bearing a bud unclosed. And to a thorn a shred of silver birch-bark clung impaled.
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