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from our landing-place. Johansen came along the edge 

 of the ice, jumped into the kayak beside me, and we 

 soon got back to our place I was undeniably a good 

 deal exhausted, and could barely manage to crawl on 



" I MANAGED TO SWING ONE LEG UP 



land. I could scarcely stand ; and while I shook and 

 trembled all over Johansen had to pull off the wet things 

 I had on, put on the few dry ones I still had in reserve, 

 and spread the sleeping-bag out upon the ice. I packed 



