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Maitland: 'Wilson is sure to be in it, and there may be Mew, making the third. As to the fourth, I suppose I shall get left out in the cold. I: 'More likely I. Maitland: 'Well, the race is between us four: Wilson, Mew, you and I. It is a question of physical fitness combined with special knowledge. You are too lucky a dog to get left out, Jeffson.
As for Bradling, no one could make out what he was, for at times he was amiable and polite, while at other times he was savage and morose. One night the travellers reached a part of the mountains which was densely covered with wood. As there was no moon, and it was almost impossible to see a step before them, Rance called a halt. "We must sleep here," he said to Jeffson.
Nothing but a weird morgue seemed the world, haunted with despondent madness; and exactly like that world about us were the minds of us two poor men, full of macabre, bleak, and funereal feelings. Between us yawned an early grave for one or other of our bodies. I heard Wilson cry out: 'Are you ready, Jeffson? 'Aye, Wilson! cried I. 'Then here goes! cries he. Even as he spoke, he fired.
'Adam Jeffson, I muttered reproachfully when it was over, 'could that poor thing in the frame have been you? I cannot quite state why the tendency toward Orientalism Oriental dress all the manner of an Oriental monarch has taken full possession of me: but so it is: for surely I am hardly any longer a Western, 'modern' mind, but a primitive and Eastern one.
I: 'Well, what does it matter, so long as the expedition as a whole is successful? That is the main thing. Maitland: 'Oh yes, that's all very fine talk, Jeffson! But is it quite sincere? Isn't it rather a pose to affect to despise $175,000,000? I want to be in at the death, and I mean to be, if I can. We are all more or less self-interested. 'Look, I whispered 'a bear.
The first disobeyed by commission: I shall disobey by omission: only his disobedience was a sin, mine is a heroism. I have not been a particularly ideal sort of beast so far, you know: but in me, Adam Jeffson I swear it the human race shall at last attain a true nobility, the nobility of self-extinction.
It was at the end of a march, when our stomachs were hollow, our frames ready to drop, and our mood ravenous and inflamed. One of Mew's dogs was sick: it was necessary to kill it: he asked me to do it. 'Oh, said I, 'you kill your own dog, of course. 'Well, I don't know, he replied, catching fire at once, 'you ought to be used to killing, Jeffson.
"There he lies, poor fellow; and a better, more kind-hearted, or honester man, never drove pick and shovel into the airth." In compliance with the request of Frank, who was deeply moved, Jeffson told how that, after the departure of his friends, the poor German's spirits sank; and while he was in this state, he was prevented from rallying by a severe attack of dysentery which ended in his death.
The Indian caught it eagerly, and began to devour it as though he had eaten nothing. "He's tightening up like a drum," observed Jeffson, handing him a greasy wedge off a raw flitch of bacon. "Him vill boost," said Meyer, staring at the Indian and smoking slowly, owing to the strength of his amazement. "Jack the Giant Killer was a joke to him," muttered Graddy.
"Ah, das is goot vair goot," said Meyer, opening his huge mouth very wide to let out a cloud of smoke and a quiet laugh. "Well, but you know," said Jeffson, apologetically, "a poor fellow livin' out here in the wilderness ain't just always quite up in the gee-graphical changes that take place on the airth.
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