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... ling of the sun beating down on him in the high heat of midafternoon. He squinted, slowly pulling himself up. His mouth was dry and tasted of bile. He dragged himself to his bedroll and grabbed his waterskin. He swished a mouthful of water around in his mouth and spat it out at a nearby vine complaining of thirst. He then took several small sips.
Jacopo dragged himself over to him, and Dantes poured some of the water into the palm of his hand and held it to him so that he could drink as ...
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