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 shoulder turned his face upward and looked upon it long, and quietly.

When the man felt the hand on his shoulder, and saw the face that regarded him, hope that had sustained him perished. His fingers twitched foolishly, and after a little, he sobbed once, and shivered and was still. Then he collapsed and fell.

Sunrise sat down beside him.

"We must rest for a while," said Sunrise, "I have not now the strength to do that