"Well, I can't remember for the life of me seeing it again after that.
You know we packed in a big hurry in the morning. I may have laid it
aside, intending that it would go in on top, and then overlooked it.
Such a fool play, too, when that was the prize of the whole collection!"
groaned Bluff.
"And you've looked over the whole outfit here, have you?" Frank
continued, surveying the piled-up mess of stuff.
"Yes; three separate times. Oh, there's no getting around it, I've made
a goose of myself, and you know how I wanted to use that trusty blade
so much. Of course, I won't think of moping in my tent. I'll borrow a
knife, and perhaps it will do me good service; but nothing can ever take
the place of that beautiful piece of steel."
"Well, let's get these things in something like order before the boys
come in. Sort out what belongs to you, and chuck the balance of your
extra clothes in your own bag, for I see that you've had most of them
out"
"Yes. I even wondered if I could have stuck that knife in among my other
shirts and underclothes, but it isn't there.
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