"Near the same tree two more bundles of acute angles sat with their legs drawn up. One with his chin propped on his knees stared at nothing in an intolerable and appalling manner: his brother phantom rested its forehead as if overcome with a great weariness; and all about others were scattered in every pose of contorted collapse as in some picture of a massacre or a pestilence.

While I stood horror-struck one of these creatures rose to his hands and knees and went off on all-fours towards the river to drink. He lapped out of his hand then sat up in the sunlight crossing his shins in front of him and after a time let his woolly head fall on his breastbone."