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CHAPTER XVIII.
THE HIGHEST RESOURCE.
The wreck being lightened, was sinking more slowly, but none the less
surely.
The hopelessness of their situation was without resource--without
mitigation; they had exhausted their last expedient.
"Is there anything else we can throw overboard?"
The doctor, whom every one had forgotten, rose from the companion, and
said,
"Yes."
"
What?" asked the chief.
The doctor answered, "Our Crime."
They shuddered, and all cried out,--
"Amen."
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