' So I go to Patagonia. ‘It is nothing. " "Don't say so," cried Mrs. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. Sometimes he was obviously irritable and uncomfortable and unfortunate in his efforts to seem at ease. Wood fared still worse. Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. And, after all, a fine clear sky of bright colors is the signal to come out of hiding and rejoice and go on with life. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. I think you will find that his story will be believed, whatever I say; and in any case, if he is going to stay on here, I shall have to go away.
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