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With the morning my friend's nerves were rebraced, and he was not / less excited by curiosity than myself. Perhaps more; for he evidently / believed in his own story, and I felt considerable doubt of it; not that / he would have wilfully told an untruth, but that I thought he must have / been under one of those hallucinations which seize on our fancy or our / nerves in solitary, unaccustomed places, and in which we give shape to / the formless and sound to the dumb.
We selected six veteran miners to watch our descent; and as the cage / held only one at a time, the engineer descended first; and when he had / gained the ledge at which he had before halted, the cage rearose for me. / I soon gained his side. We had provided ourselves with a strong coil of / rope.