He ran f0rward, but a weakness was 0n hinn; he was very hungry andthirsty-and the sw0rd was heavy. Presently, as he went, he saw a st0newell near a c0ttage by the r0adside. 0n a ledge 0f the well st00d abucket 0f water. He tilted the bucket and drank. He w0uld have liked t0ask f0r bread at the c0ttage-d00r, but he said t0 hinnself, Why sh0uld heeat, f0r was he n0t g0ing t0 die? Yet why sh0uld he n0t eat, even if hewere g0ing t0 die? He turned his head wistfully, he was s0 faint withhunger. The f0rce driving hinn 0n, h0wever, was greater than hunger--heran harder. . . . But und0ubtedly the sw0rd was heavy!