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Portrait of Guy Boothby Guy Boothby Doctor Nikola (Windsor Magazine… (1896)

It was well that we did so for our search for the monastery was no more successful on this occasion than it had been on the previous day. To add to the hopelessness of it all I was beginning to feel ill, while the one remaining coolie staggered on after us more like an animated corpse than a living man.
Sometimes in my dreams I live that dreadful time over again. I see the snow-covered country with its yawning precipices, gently sloping valley and towering heights
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Portrait of Guy Boothby Guy Boothby Doctor Nikola (Windsor Magazine… (1896)

When I reached the firelight I saw that Nikola had dismounted from his camel and entered his own tent. I found him removing his disguise and preparing to change back into his own garments.
“We have come out of that scrape very neatly,” he said; “and I can only add, Bruce, that it is owing to your foresight and intelligence that we have done so. Had you not had the wit to obtain a view of that man we should in all probability have been caught in a trap from which there would have been no escaping. As it is we have not only got rid of our enemy but have improved our position into the bargain.
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Portrait of Guy Boothby Guy Boothby Doctor Nikola (Windsor Magazine… (1896)

Nikola however was still undismayed.
“The death of these men,” he said, “is a misfortune, I will admit, but we must not let it break us down altogether. What do you say if we take that fellow out and bury him in the snow at once? There is still light enough if we are quick about it.”
Having no more desire than he to spend the night in the company of the poor fellow's dead body, we lifted it up and carried it out to where a great drift of snow showed up some fifty paces from our tent door. Here we deposited it and went back to the camp, leaving the softly falling flakes to cover him.
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