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Chapter 31

           Icouldseethebrush,butevenwithmymomentumandswimmingashardasIcould,thecurrentwastakingmeaway.IthoughtthenIwoulddrownbecauseofmyboots,butIthrashedandfoughtthroughthewater,andwhenIlookedupthebankwascomingtowardme,andIkeptthrashingandswimminginaheavy-footedpanicuntilIreachedit.IhungtothewillowbranchanddidnothavestrengthtopullmyselfupbutIknewIwouldnotdrownnow.IthadneveroccurredtomeonthetimberthatImightdrown.Ifelthollowandsickinmystomachandchestfromtheeffort,andIheldtothebranchesandwaited.WhenthesickfeelingwasgoneIpulledintothewillowbushesandrestedagain,myarmsaroundsomebrush,holdingtightwithmyhandstothebranches.ThenIcrawledout,pushedonthroughthewillowsandontothebank.Itwashalf-daylightandIsawnoone.Ilayflatonthebankandheardtheriverandtherain.

           AfterawhileIgotupandstartedalongthebank.IknewtherewasnobridgeacrosstheriveruntilLatisana.IthoughtImightbeoppositeSanVito.IbegantothinkoutwhatIshoulddo.Aheadtherewasaditchrunningintotheriver.Iwenttowardit.SofarIhadseennooneandIsatdownbysomebushesalongthebankoftheditchandtookoffmyshoesandemptiedthemofwater.Itookoffmycoat,tookmywalletwithmypapersandmymoneyallwetinitoutoftheinsidepocketandthenwrungthecoatout.Itookoffmytrousersandwrungthemtoo,thenmyshirtandunderclothing.Islappedandrubbedmyselfandthendressedagain.Ihadlostmycap.

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