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The night was exceedingly close. Willard Bent, after Spink's departure, / had undressed and stretched himself on his camp bed; but the mosquitoes / roared like lions, and lying down made him more wakeful.
"In any Christian country," he mused, "this would mean a thunderstorm / and a cool-off. Here it just means months and months more of the same / thing. " And he thought enviously of Spink, who, in two or three days, / his "deal" concluded, would be at sea again, heading for the north.