Crusoe's island . the Doubter, gloomily; CRUSOES ISLAND. 133 Ive given up thinking. You may or may not be anhonorable man. At present I have nobodys word forit but your own. Here I thought it proper to protest that I knew Abra-ham well; that there was not a more honorable man liv-ing. Besides, I added, theres no other way for youto get out of the pit. Very well, then, said the Doubter; Ill take hold,but you must take hold too, and see that he doesnt letgo. Pull away, gentlemen ! Abraham and myself accordingly pulled away as hardas we could, and in a few moments the head of our com-rade appeare
Crusoe's island . the Doubter, gloomily; CRUSOES ISLAND. 133 Ive given up thinking. You may or may not be anhonorable man. At present I have nobodys word forit but your own. Here I thought it proper to protest that I knew Abra-ham well; that there was not a more honorable man liv-ing. Besides, I added, theres no other way for youto get out of the pit. Very well, then, said the Doubter; Ill take hold,but you must take hold too, and see that he doesnt letgo. Pull away, gentlemen ! Abraham and myself accordingly pulled away as hardas we could, and in a few moments the head of our com-rade appeared in the light, a short distance below therim of the pit. I had barely time to notice that his hairwas filled with straw and clay, when Abraham, in hiseagerness to get him entirely clear of danger, made asudden pull, which would certainly have accomplishedthe object had the Doubter come with the upper partof the pole. But such was not the case. On the con-trary, both my friend and myself fell flat upon our backs ;. TUB IMJUHTElt HACK AGAIN. and upon jumping up, we discovered that the Doubte*had fallen into the pit again, carrying with him the low-er end of the pole, which had unfortunately broken off at 134 CRUSOES ISLAND. that critical moment. There he lay in the bottom of thepit, writhing and groaning in the most frightful manner. Hes killed! hes killed! cried Abraham, in perfectagony of mind. Oh, Luff, to think that I killed him atlast! It was all my fault. Here, quick! Lower medown ! I must help him! Before I had time to say a word, Abraham seized holdof my right hand, and, directing me to hold on with allmy might, he began to let himself down into the pit. Itrequired the utmost tension of every muscle to bear hisweight, but the excitement nerved me. Let go, now!said he, as soon as he got as far down as I could lowerhim without lowering myself, which I narrowly escaped; let go, Luff! I did so, and keai-d a dull, heavy fall,and a groan louder than before. Whats the matter, A
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