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104 I looked, and at last, "What is it?" I said— "What is it that we can do?" But never a word could I get from her But "You—you three—it is you!"

Now the sense of a crazy speech like that Was more than a man could make; So I said, "But we—we are what, we three?" And I saw the creature shake.

"Be quick!" she cried, "for I left her dead— And I was afraid to come; But you, you three—God made it be— Will ferry the dead girl home.

"Be quick! be quick!—but listen to that Who is it that makes it?—hark!" But I heard no more than a knocking splash And a wind that shook the dark.

"It is only the wind that blows," I said, "And the boat that rocks outside." And I watched her there, and I pitied her there— "Be quick! be quick!" she cried.

She cried it so loud that her voice went in To find where my two friends were;