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The labor of leading the platoon for so many...Saturday 5 June 2010
The labor of leading the platoon for so many months, the tensions of the three days with Hearn, had been having their effectHe was tired, his senses rasped by everything that went wrong; all the sullenness of the men, their fatigue, their reluctance to go on had been causing attritionThe decision he had made after Martinez's reconnaissance had drained himWhen Roth fell down the last time Croft had turned to go back to him and then had pausedAt that moment he had been too weary to do anythingIf Gallagher had not struck him, Croft might have interfered, but for once he was content to waitAll his lapses and minor failures seemed important to himHe was remembering with disgust his paralysis on the river when the Japanese had called to him; he was thinking of the combat since then, all the minor blank spots that had occurred before he could actFor once he was uncertainThe mountain chanel black tote bag still taunted him, still drew him forward, but it was with an automatic leaden response of his legsHe knew he had miscalculated the strength of the platoon, his own energyThere was only an hour or two until dark and they would never reach the peak before then The ledge they were on was becoming narrowerA hundred feet above them he could see the top of the ridge, rocky and jagged, almost impossible to traverseFarther ahead the ledge rose upward and crossed the ridge and beyond should be the mountain peakIt could not be more than a thousand feet above themHe wanted to have the summit in view before they halted for the night But the ledge was becoming dangerousThe rain clouds had settled over them like bloated balloons, and they traveled forward in what was almost a fogThe rain was colder hereIt chilled them and their feet slid upon the damp rockAfter a few more minutes the chanel jumbo flap bag rain obscured the ridge above them, and they inched along the ledge cautiously, their faces to the rock wall The ledge was no more than a foot wide nowThe platoon worked along it very slowly, taking a purchase on the weeds and small bushes that grew out of the vertical cracks in the wallEach step was painful, frightening, but the farther they inched out along the ledge the more terrifying became the idea of turning backThey hoped that at any moment the ledge would widen again, for they could not conceive of returning over a few of the places they had already crossedThis passage was dangerous enough to rouse them temporarily from their fatigue, and they moved alertly, strung out over forty yardsOnce or twice they would look down, but it was too frighteningEven in the fog they could see a sheer drop of at least a hundred feet and it roused another kind of faintnessThey would tiffany co jewelry become conscious of the walls, which were of a soft gray slimy rock that seemed to breathe like the skin of a sealIt had an odious fleshlike sensation which roused panic, made them want to hasten The ledge narrowed to nine inchesCroft kept peering ahead in the mist, trying to determine if it would become widerThis was the first place on the mountain that demanded some skillUntil now it has been essentially a very high hill, but here he wished for a rope or a mountain pickHe continued along it, his arms and legs spread-eagled, hugging the rock, his fingers searching for crevices to latch upon He came to a gap in the ledge about four feet wideThere was nothing between, no bushes, no roots to which they could clingThe platform disappeared and then continued on the other sideIn the gap there was only the sheer drop of the ridge wallIt would have been a simple jump, merely a long chanel white watch step on level ground, but here it meant leaping sideways, taking off with the left foot and landing with the right, having to gain his balance while he teetered on the ledge He slipped off his pack carefully, handed it to Martinez behind him, and hesitated for a moment, his right leg dangling over the gapThen he leaped sideways, wavering for a moment on the other side before steadying himself "Jesus, who the fug can cross that?" he heard one of them mutter "Just wait there," Croft said, "I'm gonna see if the ledge widens out He traveled along it for fifty feet, and discovered it was becoming broader againThis gave him a deep sense of relief, for otherwise it would have meant turning back to find another routeAnd he no longer knew if he could rouse the platoon to go up again He leaned over the gap and took his pack from MartinezThe distance was short enough for their hands to louis vuitton purses t

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