Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 500
ht was my hold on thesloping ledge. I managed to free my left leg,but it felt like lead, and seemed paralyzed. In sheer desperation, I turned slightly in mycoat; but I felt colder than ever. I looked atmy hands ; they were purple and lifeless. Fora long time I suffered intense pain, and then Ibegan… … : IN A MOMENT THERE WAS SOME ONE ON THE LEDGE BESIDE ME, AND I HEARD HENRls VOICE IN MY EARS. ioi6 MY LITTLE GUIDE I think I fell asleep. Was it a dream, orwas it really the face of my guide in the glareabove? His voice sounded like a sharp, per-sistent command: Monsieur must awake! Awake!…
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