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 looking down at the water for a few moments, and then turned to me.
"How high above the surface of the water were we, do you think, when we
came here?" "I should say about twenty-five feet?" "Why, we ain't four
foot above it now; and--look there! it's a rising fast. I say, Joe
Carstairs, if I'd known we were going to be drowned I wouldn't have
come." "Are you sure it is rising?" said the doctor, bending down to
examine the level--an example I followed--to see crack and crevice
gradually fill and point after point covered by the seething water,
which crept up slowly and insidiously higher and higher even as we
watched. "Yes," said the doctor, rising to his feet and gazing calmly
round, as if to see whether there was any loophole left for escape;
"yes, the water is rising fast; there can be no doubt of that." Just
then Gyp, who had been fierce and angry, snapping and barking furiously
at the savages each time they charged, suddenly threw up his head and
uttered a dismal howl. "Here, you hold your noise," cried Jack Penny.
"You don't hear us holler, do you? Lie down!" The dog howled softly and
crouched at his master's feet, while Jack began to take off his clothes
in a very slow and leisurely way. First he pulled off his boots, then
his stockings, which he tucked methodically, along with his garters,
inside his boots. This done he took off his jacket, folded it carefully,
and his shirt followed, to be smoothed and folded and laid upon the
jacket. And now, for the first time I thoroughly realised how
excessively thin poor Jack Penny was, and the reason why he so often had
a pain in his back. It seemed a strange time: after passing through such
a series of dangers, after escaping by so little from being swept away,
and while in terrible danger from the swiftly-rising waters, but I could
not help it--Jack's aspect as he s