Crusoe's island . astise this poltroon! do you dare to taunt me in thatmanner ? Ill see you, sir—Ill see you to-morrow morn-ing! Likely you will, said the Doubter, coolly, at thesame time shrinking back a little. Likely you will, ifyou look in the right direction. Keep your dander downtill then, and youll see a good deal better. In the meantime, gentlemen, if you like to listen, Ill tell you whathappened when the dyspepsia was bad on me. Of course, any proposition calculated to restore har-mony was heartily approved, and thereupon we wereforced to listen to— CHAPTER XX. THE DO
Crusoe's island . astise this poltroon! do you dare to taunt me in thatmanner ? Ill see you, sir—Ill see you to-morrow morn-ing! Likely you will, said the Doubter, coolly, at thesame time shrinking back a little. Likely you will, ifyou look in the right direction. Keep your dander downtill then, and youll see a good deal better. In the meantime, gentlemen, if you like to listen, Ill tell you whathappened when the dyspepsia was bad on me. Of course, any proposition calculated to restore har-mony was heartily approved, and thereupon we wereforced to listen to— CHAPTER XX. THE DOUBTERS DYSPEPTIC STORY. Once, when the dyspepsia was bad on me, I went tobed rayther low-spirited, and began to think I was go-ing to die. I thought I couldnt live till morning. Mystomach was as hard as a brick-bat, and I was cold allover. The more cover I piled on, the colder I got. Theminute I shut my eyes, I was scared to death at thedarkness. I felt as if something dreadful was going to CRUSOES ISLAND. 121. THE DOCBTER. happen, and didnt know exact-ly what it was. Sometimes Ithought robbers were under thebed, and sometimes I heardstrange noises about the heart stopped beating alto-gether ; I felt for my pulse, butcouldnt find it in my wrists orany where else. Every bit ofblood seemed to have oozed outof me in some mysterious way,and to all intents and purposesmy body was dead. There wasno dream about it. I could movemy limbs the same as ever, andwas as wide awake as I am thisminute; but there was no sign of life about me exceptthat my mind had power to move the dead flesh; for itwas cold and clammy as that of a corpse. Any bodyelse would have given up, and concluded he was a genu-ine corpse; but you see I was not the sort of man to be-lieve such a thing as that without farther proof. I there-fore lay still a while, in hopes Id get warm by-and-by,and feel better; but I kept growing colder and colder,and at last was so cold that I felt like ice all over. Ihad the
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