So that was the end of Francis ?" "We were now eleven, and two of them dying.

Above the rocks on the plain we looked for ease, but found none.

'Twas like the bottom of a dry sea, all sand and great clefts, and in every hollow monstrous crabs that scattered the sand like spindrift as they fled from us.

Some of the beasts we slew, and the blood of them was green as ooze, and their stench like a charnel house.

Likewise there were everywhere fat vultures that dropped so close they fanned us with their wings.