? ? ? ? Once more he experienced the strange sense of utter bewilderment that had marked his earlier awakening, but soon he recalled the recent past, and looking through the opening at his feet he saw the figure of a man squatting on his haunches.
? ? ? ? The broad, muscular back was turned toward him, but, tanned though it was, D'Arnot saw that it was the back of a white man, and he thanked God.
? ? ? ? The Frenchman called faintly. The man turned, and rising, came toward the shelter. His face was very handsome--the handsomest, thought D'Arnot, that he had ever seen.
? ? ? ? Stooping, he crawled into the shelter beside the wounded officer, and placed a cool hand upon his forehead.
? ? ? ? D'Arnot spoke to him in French, but the man only shook his head--sadly, it seemed to the Frenchman.
? ? ? ? Then D'Arnot tried English, but still the man shook his head. Italian, Spanish and German brought similar discouragement.
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