Legend of the Lost Page #6

You hate me.

No.

He's going to kill me.

No.

Save me.

Save me, Dita.

His face is so swollen.

- You can't drink rubies.

- But he's dying.

Probably 10 feet from water,

if we can find it.

- Do you hear me?

- God help me!

He'll last a couple of hours

if we can find any water.

I'll find you water, little old Jeannette.

Take it easy.

It's a long job.

- Let me.

- Not yet.

Take a rest.

Is it wet yet?

No.

- Not yet.

- It's there.

I know it's there.

There is water here, I know it!

I can smell it.

There is water, look!

Water!

No, Paul! No!

You will not kill me, you will not bury me!

Joe! Joe!

I killed him!

Water.

Get some water.

I'm so cold.

Don't move.

I wonder if he can hear me.

He's dead.

I know it.

But I still wonder.

Don't call him names.

You liked him.

I don't know.

Yes.

That's why I called him names.

He was a

good guy all,

almost all the way.

If his pa hadn't tripped him up, he'd

have done all right.

Spent all that junk on healin' the sick and

helping the lowly.

And me picking on him

for slipping at the finish.

I slipped all the way.

- I don't know how to say to you...

- You don't have to say it.

I can hear it.

And if I wasn't so dizzy...

We're together.

Yeah.

Remind me to thank him for that.

He didn't save the world,

he brought two poor devils together

and gave them a good finish.

No complaints.

No complaints.

Thanks, mister.

Joe. Joe.

Do you believe in God?

Yes.

Then pray it isn't a mirage.

Pray.

I'm praying.

They are coming! Look!

They're coming.

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