It was a long walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. ’ ‘This is what you say of him? Me, I find he is growling all the time like a dog. Wild's name. “I’ll try to stop by. " "I see," remarked Kneebone. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth.
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